The language of the shadow cat was very arrogant, with a fierce and cute posture, yet its voice still had a hint of a milk scent, tender and young, clearly angry yet almost like it was acting spoiled.
Nie Shuangshuang watched the shadow cat trying hard to look fierce, threatening her, and her heart skipped a beat; she felt that she was being seduced.
The culprit seducing her was the little kitten in front of her, struggling in the net, stretching its claws, with a soft milky cry, looking both fierce and adorable.
Nie Shuangshuang reached out, and the Thousand Silk Entanglement instantly retracted to her wrist, and the little fierce kitten landed in her hand.
As soon as the shadow cat was in Nie Shuangshuang's hand, it impolitely opened its mouth to bite while using its paws to kick and scratch her arm and hand, launching a cat-style attack.
Nie Shuangshuang ignored the shadow cat's resistance and firmly held it with one hand, letting it go wild on her arm.
