"So, you came to see me today because you wanted me to help you catch that little dog?"
When Zheng Qing saw that gray figure again in Su Shijun's office, he finally gave up on his fantasies and laid out his "little trouble," hoping to get the witch's help.
Su Shijun sat behind her desk with her legs crossed and arms folded, eyeing the publicly funded student before her with displeasure. "Then what you just said about Poseidon..."
"No, no, no, Poseidon was why I came here... and the main reason, at that." Zheng Qing immediately swore that he had truly come today to discuss Poseidon auditing university courses next semester—Doggy was merely a minor nuisance. If it had not appeared before him again just now, he would have practically forgotten about it.
After saying a few more vows, even he himself began to believe it was true.
The office's owner snorted and lightly let the matter drop.
"We can discuss Poseidon's schooling later... Let's deal with your little problem first... You said the first time you saw Doggy was beneath the Cat Fruit Tree?"
Zheng Qing immediately nodded.
Su Shijun picked up the Quill Pen she had bent on the desk again, smoothing its disheveled feathers. "Which Cat Fruit Tree? Why don't I remember the academy planting any Cat Fruit Trees?"
It took Zheng Qing a moment to understand.
The witch had mistaken him for referring to an actual cat fruit tree.
He had no choice but to explain from the beginning—how he had taken a Transformation Potion and become a cat, then become the leader of the Cat Group; how the cats had occupied an old oak as their base; and how, because the cats liked to curl up like balls on the oak branches, resembling furry fruits,