The Cat Emperor opened her small mouth, her eyes fixed on Feng Ying, and for the life of her, couldn't begin to speak.
She turned her stiff head, looking at Feng Yin, the shock on her face had reached its peak, almost dropping Feng Ying to the ground.
It was a while before she stammered, "Sir...what...what...what is going on?"
She had imagined reuniting with her daughter a thousand times over.
But none of those imagined scenarios matched the current situation.
The changes in her daughter were too...too...too unexpected.
If you consider body size, it's slightly smaller now. A tad slow in growth, but given the existence of her imposed seal, it was okay and not hard to accept.
A slight improvement in power could also be understood. Having royal lineage meant rapid advancement was expected.
Even a bit out of the ordinary was acceptable.
Upon hearing that the assassin Gentle's pet was a Nine-tails cat and it now had three tails, the Cat Emperor was already in disbelief.
