"Can you change? If you can't, don't come out in the future."
Presented with a choice between change and confinement, Three Tails fell into a mental struggle. From time to time, it would turn around and bite its furry tails, its eyes filled with reluctance.
Feng Qi could understand Three Tails' feelings for its tails.
Several times when he discovered it, it was licking its tails.
At this thought, he squatted down and rubbed Three Tails' head.
"I'm not telling you to cut off your tails. I'm asking if you can hide them?"
Three Tails was stunned. Then, it raised its head and nodded vigorously.
Purple streams of light overflowed from the surface of its body and circled around it. Its three tails of different colors gradually overlapped and finally became one.
Feng Qi picked up Three Tails and flipped it up and down, sizing it up carefully.
"The tail is too long. Make it shorter."
