The bus traveled a few more stops.
Just as it neared the next station, Fang Ping leapt down from his seat. There weren't many Passengers along the way, so the bus still had plenty of empty seats.
Lifting his paws, he headed toward the rear door.
"Kitty, Lord, are you getting off here?"
The Elderly Lady asked with a warm smile.
Fang Ping didn't respond this time—he was a cat, after all, not a person. No need to reply every time.
The Elderly Lady didn't mind either—this was a cat!
Sometimes playful when happy, but proud and aloof the moment the mood changed!
The Live Streaming Room viewers saw it too.
...
"Lord's at his destination already?"
"He really remembers the way?"
"Lord: Are you underestimating me again?"
"I remember reading that cats are actually great at navigating. Pretty smart."
"Wait, that woman stood up too."
"She's getting off at the same stop as Lord?"
...
They were talking about the same woman who had been nitpicking Fang Ping since he boarded the bus.
The whole ride, she'd kept shooting him annoyed glances, but since all the other Passengers had sided with Fang Ping, she didn't dare make a scene.
When the bus arrived at the stop, the Driver smiled and watched Fang Ping leap off.
The woman followed behind, frowning.
Ugh!
She was already annoyed they boarded together—now they were getting off together too.
Annoyed or not, she still had to get off the bus.
The Driver didn't bother waiting—bang! The door shut and the bus drove off.
The woman shot an irritated glance at the departing bus, but had no choice but to walk away.
Fang Ping noticed she got off at the same stop but didn't care.
They just happened to be headed the same way—for now, anyway.
But what a coincidence!
They ended up walking in the same direction.
Fang Ping led the way with confident cat steps. The woman followed behind, frowning, about three paces back.
After walking about fifty or sixty meters, Fang Ping suddenly paused and stopped.
He sniffed the air, looked ahead, and resolutely refused to continue.
Tail flicking slightly, Fang Ping turned his head and glanced at the woman—
He was calculating.
"Out of the way, cat! Move it!"
The woman was already in a bad mood. Seeing Fang Ping blocking the path made her even more annoyed.
Fang Ping simply stared at her with his big cat eyes.
When she got within one step of him, he suddenly sprang to the side.
The woman lifted her foot—clearly planning to kick him.
But since Fang Ping moved, she smugly stepped forward.
See?
The cat's scared of me.
Cats are still afraid of humans.
But!
Next step—
Her expression instantly changed.
She stepped on something soft and squishy.
Looking down, she almost puked up last night's dinner.
A pile.
A steaming hot, freshly dropped pile—of poop.
She had stepped right on it.
Her face froze in horror. It couldn't have looked worse.
Not far away, the cameraman held back a laugh. What incredible luck!
After how she treated Fang Ping earlier, he had a feeling she'd run into bad karma.
He looked back at Fang Ping—
Just moments ago, he had praised the cat's grace. But this? This looked like payback.
To be fair, it wasn't really Fang Ping's fault.
He hadn't done anything. He was merely… standing there.
If he hadn't stopped to block her view, the woman would've seen it.
And that embarrassment? Would've been avoided.
The Live Streaming Room viewers were cracking up.
...
"Hahaha! This is so satisfying!"
"Same here. Her face—priceless!"
"Lord must've spotted it earlier. I was wondering why he suddenly stopped."
"Didn't you get it? Lord blocked her line of sight on purpose."
"No wonder. Moral of the story: never mess with a cat."
"I've learned something today. Another piece of weird knowledge unlocked."
...
Fang Ping glanced sideways at the unlucky woman, then trotted off cheerfully.
Now that she reeked of poop, who'd want to be near her?
The woman couldn't scold Fang Ping directly, so she started yelling instead—
"Whose dog is this?! So disgusting!"
But no one paid her any mind.
Whose fault was it she wasn't looking where she stepped?
That pile was huge—how could you miss it?
Fang Ping flicked his tail again. That tiny act of revenge had lifted his mood.
Yes—he had done it on purpose.
He had blocked her view deliberately.
By making himself the target of her attention, she missed everything else.
In the studio, the female host and the panelists were also stunned silent by what they saw.
They'd all been happily camped out in Fang Ping's Live Streaming Room.
Moments ago, the panelists were praising Fang Ping for being polite.
Now? His image had taken a fascinating new turn.
"Dear experts... Lord, was that... revenge?"
The female host asked with a knowing smile.
She didn't like that woman either—but of course, she wasn't about to say that on air.
Li Shiwen spoke up first.
"I'm not sure whether that qualifies as revenge."
"In some sense, the woman just wasn't being careful."
"Of course, we shouldn't mimic this behavior—public spaces should stay clean."
"If you have a Pet and take it out, you must be responsible for hygiene."
He didn't want Song Chenggang to do all the talking. They had to share the spotlight.
Veterinary expert Wu Daohong chuckled and added,
"I don't know what Lord was thinking either—I couldn't really tell."
"But it's true that cats tend to hold grudges. Their sense of vengeance can be strong."
"If you upset a cat, it'll remember. For a long time."
"That's why cat owners should be careful—don't casually provoke your cat. If it gets mad, make peace fast."
...
The panelists continued discussing cats and their notorious grudge-holding nature.
Meanwhile, Fang Ping had already arrived in front of a large office building.
He looked up—
and walked right in.
His Mistress... worked here!
Zhou Chenchen—
Here I come!
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