Seeing this, even Di Ziyan couldn't remain calm. Shocked, he took a step back. "No, this is impossible. How can there be so many cats?"
"Of course, because I called them over. I like to stay with cats. They're different from humans. They won't despise my looks or reject me just because I look strange. Actually, I would rather be a cat compared to being a human." Pan Guming slowly walked out of the abandoned bungalow. He stood alone in the middle of the swarm of cats. His hunched body, the tumor on his back, his strange appearance, and his sinister expression were all terrifying.
Di Ziyan quickly pulled out his pistol from his waist. However, three or four cats suddenly pounced on him before he could pull the trigger. Their sharp claws tore open his flesh. They meowed and bit his face and his nose.
Di Ziyan let go of the pistol in pain.
A cat immediately snatched the pistol. Then, it obediently brought the pistol to Pan Guming under his orders.
