A few seconds later, the cat opened her eyes weakly and looked at the young man doubtfully.
"Not eating it?" Great-Grandma asked.
Li Xianyu shook his head and gently rubbed the cat's soft hair. "I knew you didn't do this for the sake of incense, you're just lonely."
The big cat's eyes changed. It stared at Li Xianyu.
"Are you wondering why everyone doesn't care about the rat disaster anymore? It's so terrible. However, these days, the town is still calm, and no one has come to see you." Li Xianyu sighed. "The times are different. This is an era where gods are not needed. It is also an age of forgetfulness. Human beings are selfish and fickle animals. When they need you, they worship you. When they don't need you anymore, they forget you. I'm sorry. We, humans, have abandoned you. "
It didn't respond, but tears streamed down its face again.
