Zhao Feng’s attention was attracted by the interspatial bracelet.
The interspatial bracelet was around one cubic meter in size and had a bunch of spoils of war that Zhao Feng had obtained inside.
The movement came from here.
Merging his consciousness inside, Zhao Feng realised that the treasures were trembling slightly and half of a fruit had been bitten off.
The culprit was a small, furry grey cat that seemed as if it had just been born - around the size of palm or so. It had a pair of glistening black eyes that spun around.
The food-loving cat seemed to sense Zhao Feng’s existence and stiffened in the middle of eating.
Zhao Feng first paused and then realized that the number of treasures had decreased by half.
“Where did this thieving cat that ate half my treasures come from?”
Zhao Feng was extremely angry.
These precious treasures were scourged by him from the trials and now it had decreased by half. Even Zhao Feng, who was usually calm, felt steam rise from his head.
