After ensuring the Clark Crown Cat had merely been under hypnotism, the transaction of trading the Pet Beast for cash went very smoothly.
Seeing the incoming payment notification, Qiao Sang felt pleased, and she became more talkative.
"Why doesn't your Clark Crown Cat want to practice farting?"
This question had been bothering Qiao Sang for a long time. As long as it practiced farting, it might learn Teleportation, and she couldn't understand why any Pet Beast wouldn't want to learn such a guaranteed, no-loss skill.
Wang Yiding, holding the Clark Crown Cat, paused, "How do you know about this?"
"Remember the phone call you made to me this morning?" Qiao Sang said, "Yesterday, your Clark Crown Cat came to the Hongying Beast Battle Club as my sparring partner."
"So it was you!" Wang Yiding exclaimed, "You look about my age; I didn't expect you could already be a sparring partner."
Qiao Sang just smiled and said nothing.
