Xue An looked at the tabby cat that was immersed and unable to extricate himself from past amorous affairs, and suddenly found himself at a loss for words.
What kind of existence would entrust such an arsenal to a tabby cat that constantly yearned for female cats?
Szip.
Meanwhile, the tabby cat wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, waved his hands repeatedly, and said, "Alright, alright, now you've grasped how to use this arsenal, the cat master is going to leave, but before I go, I want to tell you one thing!"
At that moment, the tabby cat's expression became solemn (never mind how a cat manages to look solemn, he just did!).
"This arsenal is a trace of aura specially left by the master for this place, I hope you will forgo relying on the arsenal's might to commit atrocities!"
Xue An couldn't help but laugh at these words because it's exactly what he often said to others.
But he solemnly nodded his head, "Okay, I understand!"
