"Looking for me?"
Shen Zhuohan's words finally stirred Han Su's long-blurred memories again.
He did remember that black cat from his life before the age of ten, but he could not recall what the cat had done or the details of living with it...
Simply put, in his memories, it had just been a cat. He had tugged its ears and pulled its tail, and had even fought it all the way from the bedroom to the bathroom.
Their results had been about even. It scratched him once, and he kicked it twice... Perfectly normal memories. But if this was the cat Shen Zhuohan was talking about, then it should not have been so normal.
That was the ancestor of the Giant Whale Shen Family, one of the Twelve Races!
Why had it lived with him in a rented apartment for so many years?
The next time he remembered it was when they met in the Ancient Castle. Yet even there, though it possessed something extraordinary, it still seemed utterly ordinary.
It had merely appeared by his side as part of the Ancient Castle's reward, leading him to discover many secret passages and hidden compartments, making it easier for him to come and go. It had even helped him out once when he was in danger, and then that was it...
Beyond that, it seemed to remember every time he returned, yet perhaps it did not...
After all, it was difficult for a person to tell whether a cat was showing familiarity or indifference.
Those animals were infuriating!
The more he thought about it, the more a portion of his memories seemed to stir, only to fail to awaken. Han Su suddenly let out a deep sigh. He realized that he actually knew very little about the Divine Descent Plan.