"So it seems that looking younger does have its benefits."
"Boss, do you mean Xia-jie and Teacher Cat come to see you more often because you've become younger, meow?"
"...I mean that even walking through the streets of the Ancient City, they wouldn't recognize me. Who would connect a sixteen-year-old young man with a decorated general?"
"You're not denying it, meow? They really do that, meow? I'm so jealous—cough, how decadent, meow! Ow, ow, ow! Boss, let go of me! Cat Cat won't be naughty anymore!"
Lu PingAn released the shameless cat, without expecting her to behave herself for long.
But the next moment, two balls pressed directly against his head. Cat Cat, now far more mature than before, pointed excitedly at one familiar yet unfamiliar building after another.
"Cat Cat's seafood buffet is gone, meow. Those aliens really did eat it into bankruptcy, meow!"
And the moment she opened her mouth, she became spectacularly politically incorrect.
"So many aliens, meow. They look so tasty—walking lobsters, meow."
"Damn it! Ghostfire Young Man! You don't need to play with your flying boat in the city, meow!"
"I'm hungry. Boss, treat me to food, meow!"
For someone as busy as Lu Mouren, taking the cat out for a walk like they used to had become something he had not done in a long time.
Now that they had returned to streets that were familiar yet strange, together with a familiar friend who had changed so much, Cat Cat was a little too excited.
She clung to him, pointing at this one moment and grabbing at that the next, like a sixteen-year-old child. Yet when she had actually been sixteen, she had lived a remarkably restrained life.
But from another perspective, maturity often came from experiencing much, especially suffering. Cat Cat was growing