White Yaksha: Is Aha Really Going to Die in Front of Me Just to Become a Heroic Spirit? (11K, continued)

"Teammates are birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly their separate ways. Take care of yourself." After patting Cipher on the shoulder, Chen Li spoke with detached sentimentality.

"Huh? Li! You can't abandon me, Li! That Seamstress Woman obviously wants to tie both of us up with golden threads, drag us into your room, and turn it into some kind of private space! At a time like this, only by working together can the two of us have even the slightest chance of survival!"

Cipher's fur instantly stood on end. Both hands fiercely clenched Chen Li's sleeves, and her azure eyes were filled with accusation.

"I don't care. Aglaea's golden threads can't bind me anyway." Chen Li let Cipher grab his collar more and more boldly, lazily turning his gaze aside.

"You..." Cipher was so furious that even her ears flattened backward like airplane wings.

I'm really going to hiss!

"Alright, I have serious business to handle." Chen Li interrupted Cipher's accusations and manipulated the golden threads into an exquisite, gleaming ball.

Chen Li bent down, placed the little ball on the polished floor, then gave it a gentle push.

Cipher's gaze was instantly locked onto the golden thread ball. Her head unconsciously followed its rolling path, as though invisible threads were pulling her along. The indignation on her face was instantly replaced by a pure, almost instinctive desire.

Though Cipher still wanted to protest, her body had already moved before she could.

Cipher bent her knees slightly, pushed off with the tips of her toes, and pounced at the golden thread ball like an arrow leaving the bow, moving with the silent swiftness and lightness unique to felines.

The Dolos people of Amphoreus were like this. With their cat tails and cat ears, they could never