He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

The cat clapped its hands again, and more than a dozen round, fat cats poured out from both sides of the stage.

Orange, black, and mottled white—each one has a belly that drags on the ground, and its paws are as short as four glutinous rice balls.

They grabbed onto Ao Lie's trench coat collar, sleeves, and trouser legs, while one of them couldn't find a place to bite.

She bit his hair directly.

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho—Meow!"

The fat orange cat that was leading the pack shouted a command, and the other cats hummed in response.

More than a dozen lumps of dough worked together to drag and pull Ao Lie off the stage.

A white and tabby cat tripped and fell, while another black cat took the opportunity to slack off, lying on Ao Lie's chest and pretending to strain.

Actually, he had already started snoring.

Bai Ziheng, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, watched as the group of fat cats dragged Ao Lie into the backstage area like a sack of potatoes.

Zheng Xingguang leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Brother Bai, where did these cats come from?"

"There were only one or two at first."

Bai Ziheng flicked his cigarette ash.

"I met her when we were smoking at the back door. I don't know why there were more and more of them, and later they seemed to become her little brothers and sisters."

The cat straightened her askew skirt and raised the microphone again.

"Thank you for the wonderful performance, Ao Lie! Now—let's welcome the next contestant!"

He took the stage in March.

High ponytail, black leather jacket, over-the-knee boots.

The sunglasses perched on his nose made him look so handsome he didn't resemble a fox.

She held an erhu in her arms; the soundbox was made of sandalwood, and the skin was covered with python skin. When she put the bow up, her whole aura changed.

"Hello, teachers." She bowed again to the cat on the stage.

The cat quickly pointed her to the correct location.

"Excuse me, I was rude."

After bowing again, she sat down in the chair, with the erhu resting on her lap.

"Next, I will demonstrate to you how we foxes typically seduce humans."

The bow is placed on the strings.

When the first note floated out of the violin, the air in the entire basement seemed to tremble.

The Moon Reflected in the Second Spring.

The music began in a low, somber tone, like a blind musician playing a tune alone on a street corner late at night, with no one listening.

The musical notes slowly climbed upwards, only to fall back down halfway up.

Back and forth.

Each cry seemed to ask why life was so bitter, yet no one ever expected an answer.

The music grew stronger, as if all the grievances and resentments of a lifetime were poured into those two strings.

Bai Ziheng's eyes had reddened at some point, and his Adam's apple bobbed several times as he forced himself to hold his breath.

Zheng Xingguang, standing next to him, had long since given up on managing his expression, and tears were streaming down his face uncontrollably.

The cat was crouching in the corner of the stage, clutching the microphone. Its two ears drooped like two rags, and its tail was no longer curled up. The cat was curled up in a ball, its makeup ruined from crying.

In March, she was still playing her violin, her eyes, each lost in their own world, staring blankly in different directions.

"Sigh." Bai Ziheng raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye, his voice hoarse.

I said stop.

The music stopped.

In March, she tilted her head, her face behind her sunglasses screaming, "I'm not done pooping yet."

Bai Ziheng wiped his face again, took a deep breath, and then spoke.

"What, cough, I mean, combat abilities do you have?"

"Yes, teacher."

In March, he put the erhu aside, stood up, and earnestly clasped his hands in greeting to the cat.

"We fox demons generally cultivate a technique, the secret of Qingqiu, the Heavenly Fox Illusionary Body Technique."

"This technique uses demonic power to create an illusory body that is unpredictable."

"Although my eyesight isn't very good, my perception of demonic energy is much sharper than that of the average fox."

"Alright then, let our bosses arrange a test for you, boss... boss?"

Before he could finish speaking, a soft snore came from behind him.

Bai Ziheng turned his head.

Luo Yao slumped into the chair and fell asleep without anyone noticing.

His head was tilted to one side, his mouth was slightly open, and there was a glistening trace of drool at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Ziheng stared at her for three seconds.

This woman was just criticizing others for being ugly and deformed, but now she's sleeping like a log.

He sighed and turned to Zheng Xingguang: "Xiaoguang, you go."

"Huh? Me?"

"Hmm." Bai Ziheng stubbed out his cigarette.

"Be careful not to hurt her."

Zheng Xingguang stood up and stretched his wrists: "I'll do my best."

He jumped onto the stage, cupped his hands in greeting to March, and said, "Please enlighten me."

In March, she slowly raised her hand and grasped the temple of her sunglasses.

"Senior—I apologize for offending you."

She took off her sunglasses.

When those eyes appeared, Zheng Xingguang froze.

He met those eyes for a second.

His left eye was looking at his left shoulder, and his right eye was looking at his right shoulder, with no focal point in between.

He simply couldn't resist.

*Pfft*

In the mere 0.3 seconds that his lips curved into a smile, March's figure vanished from his sight.

A powerful, heavy kick came from the side.

Zheng Xingguang instinctively sidestepped to block, but the kick was too fast for him to judge its trajectory.

The sole of the boot slammed into his shoulder, sending him flying off the stage.

He landed face down.

That handsome young face had a close encounter with the cement floor of the basement.

Bai Ziheng paused for a moment, his hand holding the cigarette dangling from his mouth.

He looked at March, who had put her sunglasses back on the stage, and then at Zheng Xingguang, who was getting up on the ground.

This woman's tactical logic is very simple.

First, use those eyes to make your opponent laugh at a crucial moment. Of course, she might think that the opponent is bewitched by her beauty.

In short, seize that opening and strike to kill.

In a duel between masters, life and death can be decided in the blink of an eye, let alone an uncontrollable laugh.

This trick really worked wonders.

Finally, there are two smaller ones.

Xiaoqing and Xiaozi skipped and hopped onto the stage.

They didn't put on any airs or announce their names; they just stood there side by side, grinning at Zheng Xingguang, who had just gotten up from the ground.

"Big brother, you have dust on your face!"

"Miscellaneous fish~"

Zheng Xingguang bowed slightly, his hands forming a sword-like gesture.

Xiaoqing suddenly disappeared.

The cyan ribbon left a trail of afterimages in the air. Zheng Xingguang's right arm instinctively moved to the right to block Xiao Qing's side kick.

But Xiao Zi had already slid down from his lower left, bracing herself with her hands and pushing off with her legs together.

It struck him squarely in the open chest.

"Too slow~"

"Big brother~ so weak~ so weak~"

Zheng Xingguang took three steps back, but before he could adjust his balance, Xiao Qing had already circled around behind him.

"Where are you looking, you little minnow?"

The two worked together flawlessly, as if they shared the same brain.

One person holds the line, while the other immediately attacks the opening left by the line-holding.

Both of them were slippery like snakes, impossible to catch.

Without using his supernatural abilities, Zheng Xingguang was completely unable to find any opening to counterattack using only his fists and feet.

He was hit in the chin by an elbow, in the left rib by a palm strike, and his right knee was kicked by Xiao Zi, forcing him to kneel on one knee.

These two seemingly unreliable girls do indeed have some skills.

The battle lasted very short a time.

Zheng Xingguang knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

Xiaoqing and Xiaozi stood on either side of him.

"Tsk tsk~ I'm already tired~ I can't take it anymore~"

"Hehe~ I haven't even gotten serious yet~"

"Little fish~ Brother~"

Bai Ziheng stood up from his chair and walked over to him.

Zheng Xingguang looked up, his handsome face covered in bruises, blood smeared half his face, and his lips were swollen.

As he opened his mouth to speak, saliva mixed with blood dripped down his face: "Brother Bai—I...I tested them. These two kids are indeed quite skilled."

"Alright, I got it." Bai Ziheng turned his head and waved to the cat again.

"Carry him away for treatment, so he doesn't suffer any lasting effects."

"If he becomes an idiot, I'm afraid his sister will come and cause trouble."

The cat clapped its hands immediately.

A group of fat cats rolled out from backstage and dragged Zheng Xingguang away.

And so it ended.

A dragon with a crooked horn but enough passive skills to theoretically one-shot an S-rank dragon, and a fox demon with slanted eyes who can take off his sunglasses at crucial moments to ambush people.

Two little snake demons who look like mascots but work together seamlessly and are quite capable fighters.

"I hereby declare the Supermarket Squad officially established."

"Wait a minute, brother~"

Two little girls stopped Bai Ziheng.

"Everyone says this job is a two-way selection process~ You've tested us, but we haven't tested you yet~ So~"

Xiaoqing licked her lips, while Xiaozi had a wicked look on her face.

Bai Ziheng nodded.

"Alright, to save time, the three of you can come at me together."