"The terrible meow of the cat kept me from concentrating on my book, so I went to see what was going on. My family lives on the second floor, five or six meters away from the front building. Under the window is a closed cul-de-sac with all kinds of waste or garbage, which is rarely visited by people, so it has become a paradise for wild cats to fight and duel.

"I looked down from the window and saw two white dirty cats standing in front of a large black bucket lying down, and from time to time they let out a low growl into it, as if it were a seed coming out. Then I heard a hoarse cry like the wind, as if it came out as soon as it was spoken. Soon a snow-white kitten quickly got out of the bucket and ran quickly towards the mouth of the alley. Two white, dirty cats followed closely, one running quickly in front of the snow-white kitten, and the other unhurriedly chasing behind. The snow-white kitten couldn't see that it couldn't run out of the alley, so it stopped abruptly and got into a rusty pipe again.

"I can't help but wonder what will happen to that snow-white kitten. But after waiting for a long time, except for a high and low cat meow, there was no action. I continued to read my book, and the cat's meow gradually became inaudible. It is estimated that the two cats can't wait to come out and leave. So I immersed myself in Science Fiction again. Just as I was fascinated by Wang Jinkang's words, there was a violent fluttering sound and an even more miserable cat meow. I couldn't help but rush to the window and look in the direction from which the screams came—the battle was over—and the two dirty white cats had gone one after the other along the wall, and the snow-white kittens were lying helplessly at the mouth of the alley.

"I went down to see the kitten, and it was only when I got close that I realized how terrible the battle had been. The snow-white kitten had a lot of hair scratched off, and there was a small patch of blood on the lower part of its neck, which was particularly eye-catching. But it also has a lot of gray hairs on its mouth, and the enemy has paid the price. Hearing my footsteps, the kitten opened its eyes slightly, with fear and despair in its eyes, struggling to escape, but unable to stand up. I could feel its life force running away, but what could I do? For the first time, I felt powerless, except to watch the poor little creature die. I crouched down and gently placed my hand on the kitten's head, the only thing I could do.

"I closed my eyes and hoped in my heart that the kitten's pain would be lessened, lessened, so that it would be as if it was asleep. After some time, I felt that my legs were numb, so I opened my eyes. The miracle did not happen, the kitten had already quietly closed its eyes, and a gust of wind blew it, blowing the kitten's snow-white fur. I suddenly had a respect for the kitten, it was like a warrior from beginning to end - it was not afraid of the enemy, it was skillful with the enemy, it was ambushed by the enemy and would rather die than compromise, it was a warrior!

"There happened to be a small pit nearby, and I gently put the kitten in it, and found sand from somewhere else to bury it. When I got home, I still couldn't calm down for a long time. Li Tianyun seemed to be back to that morning.

"And then, go on, what does this have to do with your abilities." Lan Liang couldn't see that Li Tianyun also had a set of stories to tell, and he lost people's appetites, but if he guessed correctly, Li Tianyun's ability was the kind that was not very dazzling but was equally essential, and Song Lao must have considered it when forming a team.