Farosa carefully observed the silver kitten, trying to find the slightest difference between it and Mack's true form.
But it was impossible, the shapeshifting magic had copied every detail, making Du Qianqian's new appearance flawless, she had always been able to replicate the voice of the person she was imitating, and now she sounded exactly like Mack.
"You really did pick the best skin for yourself," Farosa said, her fingers intertwined, casting a meaningful glance at Du Qianqian. "Back when this cat had its prestige in the Taixi Continent, your appearance alone would have scared many off."
"So, Mack is truly gone?" Xu Yang mused, knowing Mack's remains were still in the company's cold storage.
