"As for the Spiritual Beauty that the Mountain Cat snatched, it forced me to take it. What could I do?"
Shen Zhui, "..."
Zong Shichang, "..."
Meow! The Mountain Cat crawled out from Zhao Xing's chest and looked at him quizzically.
Wasn't it you who told me to snatch it? You even competed with me to eat it!
"Look, it's being mischievous again." Zhao Xing casually pressed the little cat's head back.
Shen Zhui glanced at the Mountain Cat, "With it here, it seems I can't offer much help."
Zong Shichang teased, "How could that be? Brother Shen, a seven-foot-tall man, isn't he more understanding than a cat?"
Shen Zhui didn't really like Zong Shichang's joke, but out of respect for Zhao Xing, he just frowned and didn't say anything further.
Getting no response, Zong Shichang stopped talking to Shen Zhui and found Zhao Sanjia more interesting.
Of course, the main reason was that Zhao Xing was now drawing a lot of attention.
