Zheng Tan was awakened by a series of violent shakes, trampling, and the cries of cats.
The effects of the medicine had not completely faded, and when he first opened his eyes, Zheng Tan still felt bewildered, not knowing where he was.
He was not on the Jiao family's soft sofa; unfamiliar scents surrounded him, and the air was filled with factors of fear and agitation. Human curses and scoldings mixed with the cries of cats made Zheng Tan's head ache.
Bang!
Cages filled with cats were placed on the racks.
Several other cats in the same cage as Zheng Tan stepped on him a few times.
He was truly awake this time.
Opening his eyes to look around, he found himself in a small room filled with foul odors and the scent of blood. Zheng Tan could see iron cages on the racks opposite him and some makeshift cat cages made from wooden planks and bamboo.
His ears twitched, and Zheng Tan could also hear dogs barking in the next room. The dogs barked more fiercely than the cats did.