Ying Yue casually beckoned, and the injured little Nine-tailed orange cat flew over to him. The small orange cat bristled, bared its teeth at Ying Yue, and hissed, looking fierce!
It was clear that it was very hostile, warning strangers to keep away!
"What's its story if it can attract so many people to fight over it?" Ying Yue reached out to touch the little orange cat's head.
"Hiss—"
The little orange cat immediately bared its teeth and stretched out its claws to scratch Ying Yue.
However, before its paw could rise, its body was immobilized, and it could only watch as Ying Yue's hand touched its furry head, gently stroking it.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"
A soft and kind voice appeared in the little orange cat's Sea of Consciousness, with a magical power that soothed the cat's injured heart.
The little orange cat gradually relaxed, and the fierceness and hostility in its eyes diminished, its expression became softer, and its bristled fur smoothed down.
