Cat Doyastin was inclined to pledge allegiance. She sat upright, her expression turning solemn—though solemnity was truly difficult to make out on the face of a humanoid Giant Cat, making her look a little comical instead, or perhaps simply soft and fluffy. Yet this Giant Cat had roamed Cat World for many years, with friends and enemies scattered across the cat trees. After only a brief consideration, she gave her answer with utmost respect:
"To be honest, I do know a very powerful Giant Cat Lamp with sea-and-river abilities. If I remember correctly, she is a Coral Flower Giant Cat Lamp. Her name is Cat Laxin, a..."
Her cute nose wrinkled, like a fish-loving cat seeing another cat eating steak. Though, in truth, Giant Cat Lamps ate everything. Maintaining that expression, she slowly said:
"A very strange Giant Cat Lamp. She can tentatively be called shrewd and capable in her work, and she rarely cuts corners on the battlefield, but she is a cat who loves putting on airs, a little too vain. She has a large number of Cat Dragons under her command."
That was not exactly a favorable assessment.
Even through a layer of skin, Jiang Han seemed able to hear Cat Doyastin's inward grumbling. But clearly, Cat Doyastin did not want the Giant Cat Lord to think little of her, so she did not include "too many" personal opinions. Instead, she used the wonderful language that only witch officials could wield to praise Cat Laxin.
If Cat Doyastin had not made her layers so obvious, Jiang Han might have abandoned her decision to try recruiting Cat Laxin.
The cute Storm battle-tested Giant Cat's words came in stages.
The first stage was excessive praise of the other party's abilities: "A Cat Lamp clever beyond measure. Legend says she