In her cat form, Qingxue had gotten used to Fang Cheng petting her. This was her first time as a human.
Her body stiffened slightly, but she didn't resist. She let Fang Cheng knead her cheeks. "Lord Cheng, what are you doing?"
Her tone was as cool as ever, but with her cheeks being squished into a pout and a ridiculous expression, she'd completely lost her usual aloof air.
It was Fang Cheng's first time touching Qingxue's face. Her skin felt smooth and soft as jelly, and he couldn't resist kneading it a few more times. He grinned. "What do you think I'm doing? Isn't it obvious?"
Qingxue was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I may not be human, but you really are a dog. You won't even spare a cat."
Fang Cheng: "..."
He'd actually been roasted by a cat.
And Qingxue's jokes weren't funny at all. It must have been hard for her to tell one.
Fang Cheng reluctantly withdrew his hand. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
"I wanted to ask if you're planning to go hunting again anytime soon."
"I probably won't go out again this year."
In a while, Fang Cheng still had to deal with Ye Yuqing's torn soul, and he didn't know how long that would take. He wouldn't have time to go hunting monsters.
Still, he needed to keep up the habit in the future. It was only thanks to his ample life reserves this time that he'd managed to wear Isis down.
Qingxue asked, "Then could I take Chuxia out to train for a while?"
When Fang Cheng had run into danger this time, Qingxue hadn't been able to help him at all. The realization of her own shortcomings had made her want to continue training.