Rain in the witch world generally lasted quite a long time, especially during the rainy season.
Watching the curtain of rain, Jiang Han returned to the Giant Cat Tree. Inside, the décor carried a powerful sense of nature, with the warm yellow wooden walls and floors the Cat Lamps loved best, along with fuzzy carpets. It seemed every Cat Lamp liked warm colors—even the utterly gloomy Dungeon Cat Lamps were the same. Those wicked Cat Lamps who loved to wear gloomy cat faces and occasionally twitch their whiskers before hunting little animals had warm-colored decorations in their nests too.
They were holding a Giant Cat meeting to discuss business for the Chen Ligu Office.
First, they had to pass through the service hall filled with Cat Lamps.
The service hall housed sensible, understanding Cat Lamps. They provided services for the residents. Usually, they wore enormous earmuff headphones, sprawled before microphones, and answered phone inquiries:
"Meow-ao, what can Cat do for you? The services Cat provides include nest-rental consultations, cat-toy rentals, leyline energy disputes, and other meow-ao matters."
Or they served residents who came in person.
Such residents were generally witches, sorceresses, catfolk, and foxfolk.
After walking for ten minutes each day, the Cat Lamps wanted to rest. Expecting them to come here to handle business? Ha! Impossible! Even if the sky came crashing down, the kitties could turn into cat slimes, wait a day or two, then slowly mosey out!
"..."
"Follow me."
Jiang Han said to Chen Ligu, who was looking around in every direction behind her.
No matter how many times a witch had been here, every visit made her return to curiously studying the Cat Lamps' ecology.
"I'm following, sigh, it's just... sigh, I want to raise some Ghost Seals."
Chen Ligu followed, panting.
Jiang Han gave