"I knew it. You're such an asshole. You just rushed in here without thinking, and now you don't even know if Sao Chicken is here. How are we supposed to find him?"
The cheap cat desperately clawed at Yang Zhen's head, spitting out saliva in anger.
Yang Zhen sneered, looking angrily at the cheap cat, and said, "What's your rush? Did I ever say we don't have a way to find Sao Chicken?"
"Hmm?" The cheap cat was taken aback, looking suspiciously at Yang Zhen and said, "You don't even know where Sao Chicken is, so how can you find him?"
Yang Zhen considered for a moment then whispered something in the cheap cat's ear.
The cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen with a confused expression, hesitating before asking, "Are you sure this will work?"
Yang Zhen answered seriously, "Let's try, how would we know if it works without trying?"
