Duan Mu was taken aback to see just who it was that was speaking. The one who talked like a human wasn't one. Instead, behind him, there was a small cat, having stark white fur.
The fat appeared to be quite chubby, but the shocking part was that it was standing on two feet.
"What are you?" Duan Mu asked, looking at the strange being. "Another Illusion?"
"Not only are you weak, but you're quite stupid as well, aren't you? To think that you would be my new owner... Just how far has this Bloodline fallen?" The Cat shook its head.
Its figure flickered as it appeared above Duan Mu, lightning hitting the young man's head with a stick. "Does it still look like an illusion?"
"Neither this place is an illusion, nor am I."
Duan Mu swung its Sword toward the cat. Even if it wasn't an illusion, it was still highly suspicious. However, to his surprise, the cat grabbed the blade of his Sword, making it impossible for him to even move an inch.
