C38 Ghost clap

Zhao Jiale gestured to us to keep quiet, and I nodded in understanding.

We lay in the snow, like two agents in hiding, undetected by the old woman with the cat face.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Jiale and I were both surprised to see the cat-faced old lady. This was the first time Zhao Jiale had seen her. "She really looks like a cat."

"No," I said