The Cat Demon saw that she could understand its speech and was overjoyed. Along the way, the cat followed her, constantly meowing, occasionally lying on her feet and acting coquettishly. Its demeanor was almost indistinguishable from an ordinary house pet.
She couldn't help but squat down and scratch the cat's neck, only to see it immediately collapse onto the ground, squinting its eyes in utmost enjoyment. Changtian couldn't help but angrily say, "Not only is this Cat Demon weak, but it also disregards the most basic dignity of the Demon Clan. Had I known this, I would not have allowed you to save it!"
Qiongqi secretly glanced at him, thinking to herself, Lord Divine Monarch, are you angry or jealous?
