The Panda Witch's Wine Rice worked exceptionally well. Before long, it had lured several schools of fish over. In the deeper waters, flashes of mottled color could be seen darting past, and even some relatively rare schools had been drawn in. Once she had gathered the fish, Lu Jieshan grabbed more bait, divided it into a pile, and scattered it down like a celestial maiden strewing flowers.
"Alright, it's about time to fish..." Lu Jieshan turned her head halfway through the sentence and froze.
Jiang Han and Du Lingxuan were clinging to the airship's railing, their large tails swishing back and forth, cat ears standing erect, eyes fixed blankly on the schools of fish.
Cat wants to eat... The urge filled Jiang Han's mind. She clearly knew it was a craving inherited from Cat Lamp genes. It was faint—extremely faint for a witch, especially one capable of separating out her own emotions and desires. So she did not immediately extract emotional fluid from her spinal cord to sever that craving. Instead, she curiously wanted to see what this Cat Lamp instinct would think.
This was a rare opportunity for an orderly witch to experience the thoughts of a chaotic Cat Lamp.
She made a pleading gesture at Lu Jieshan.
Miss Lu nodded with great consideration, pursed her lips, then finally spread her hands. Without saying a word, she readied the fishing rods, leisurely conjured a lazy-person sofa beside her, made a gesture and cast a cantrip, Waterproof Spell, then sat down and cast her line. Afterward, she took a book titled <Home Expansion Modules: Tool Storage, Airship Hangar, and Tank Garage> from her pocket.
She read with relish.
Just as Jiang Han stared at the fish, experiencing Cat Lamp instincts alongside Du Lingxuan.
Beyond the desire to eat fish, Jiang