Conflict
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
Director of Human Resources Zhong Kewei waved his arms impatiently, trying to shoo away these annoying flies.
But those people had surrounded them like a wall, tightly hemming them in. They weren't cursing or trying to hit anyone; they were simply blocking them from every direction, refusing to let them leave.
To be precise, they were being disgusting—utterly disgusting.
"What a bunch of idiots!"
Uncle Biao Lu Sanhu's face turned green. He quickly covered his Meow Master's ears with his hands.
Animals had sharper senses than humans, which meant they were more easily hurt by all the racket.
"So this is the Animal Protection Organization!"
Ye Tong gave a bitter smile. His voice was completely drowned out by the chanting and blaring horns. They could barely guess what he was saying by reading his lips.
"So noisy!~"
Qingyao Demoness glanced at Li Bai. These unbearably noisy little things were easy enough to deal with: she could swallow them one by one, and then the whole world would be quiet. That was how a demoness solved problems.
If one bite didn't solve it, then two would.
In fact, even half a bite from the Azure Flood Dragon's enormous fanged mouth would be overkill.
She immediately put up a soundproof barrier, covering Little Demoness Hong Li as well.
"Look, they've even brought an animal! It's a Pallas's cat!"
"Free it! You savage! Pallas's cats aren't pets!"
"Free the Pallas's cat! Stop enslaving it!"
"..."
Someone with a keen eye recognized what kind of creature Meow Master—the living scarf worn by Comrade Lu Sanhu, "Uncle Biao of Shuangyashan, Wujiang"—really was.
In the blink of an eye, everyone was pointing fingers at him, and some even tried to charge forward and rescue the