The three Time Goddesses heard the fat cat's frightened, panicked cries and realized something had gone wrong. They hurriedly opened their eyes and looked in the fat cat's direction, only to see a hooded figure holding it up by one hand.
The fat cat struggled nonstop in his grasp, meowing repeatedly as it called to them for help.
The three Time Goddesses immediately flew over. Shi Ya shouted angrily, "Who are you? Let Little Wine go at once!"
Shi Kong's expression, however, was somewhat grave. Zhao Fu had not revealed the aura around him, yet he gave off an extremely dangerous feeling.
Zhao Fu looked at the three women and said with a light laugh, "Who am I? This dead cat stole my things. Who do you think I am?"
Hearing this, Shi Kong was instantly startled. The thing they had feared all along had still happened, and now he had come knocking at their door.
Knowing that they were in the wrong, Shi Ya apologetically said, "I'm sorry. Little Wine simply likes wine too much, which is why it stole yours. We'll compensate you for it. Please let Little Wine go."
Zhao Fu wore a smile as he glanced at the fat cat dangling from his hand.
The fat cat had stopped struggling as well. With a pitiful, aggrieved expression, it stared wide-eyed at Zhao Fu, hoping he would spare it.
Zhao Fu had now sensed that the three women were all gods of time—and no ordinary Time Gods at that. They also seemed to have just obtained the inheritance of the Time Lord God. If he could subdue them—
That would be more than ten times better than possessing the power of time himself. Zhao Fu had far too many powers, and he could not devote himself to