Mystery Agency

In her time with these small-club witches, Jiang Han had learned more than fifteen kinds of prejudice and flawed thinking, including but not limited to:

Three thousand budget for a lightsaber? Why not add another thirty thousand and get Power of Nature—the trendiest, newest lightsaber!

If you played cards, you had to gamble. If you didn't gamble on three-star Lin Zhaojun, how could you call yourself a Lin junkie?

Playing cards every day got in the way of work and studying, so why not quit work and studying and play cards full-time?

Three hundred mana to play lightsabers, got smacked by the sword until I lost ten pounds—now my family never has to worry about my weight again!

"Kitty wants to play lightsabers too!" Once Jiang Han had been infected, she was exactly this far gone!

Fortunately, Histeria realized something was wrong and kept tugging hard!

At last, she managed to pull this easily brainwashed little witch out.

"Now you understand why some socially inclined witches are so dangerous, right? They persuade people as quickly as Anjie kills a living creature!" As Xiya spoke, she led Jiang Han to the long dining table.

B-but, by the great chicken! They said kitty wants to play too—kitty wants to play! Jiang Han shook her head, tossing the thought of "quitting work and studying" out of her mind, along with things like "How could my three-star A Lin possibly die suddenly?" Then she gave herself a shake.

"I'm just a little, a little interested! I'm not addicted yet!"

She defended herself while quietly watching the ghost Cat Lamps lazily dish up food along the long table.

Xiya gave a ha, raised an eyebrow, and revealed a charming smile.

"Interesting. 'I'm not addicted yet' is precisely the last thing every Witch Cards whale