Unfortunately, neither Zheng Qing nor Jiang Yu was thick-skinned.
The black cat had even struck a pose, yet the two young wizards became like gourds with their mouths sawed shut, speechless for a moment. They merely glanced at each other, and whenever they were not looking at each other, they turned their heads in unison to stare blankly into the distance.
In the distance, half of the Blue Great Fish was still buried in the ground, lazily flicking its tail now and then.
Farther away, the Black Goat Cub had somehow turned sideways, its expression solemn as it looked into the distance, as though it had discovered something in the ink-black night.
This was not the scene the black cat had expected.
"Yo, little lady. Long time no see."
The black cat raised a paw and waved at Jiang Yu, greeting her in a slick tone. "This world is like a room with all its doors and windows shut, murky and stifling... You are like fresh air, finally bringing a little life into this world."
The witch had noticed the black cat earlier.
But she had too many questions in her heart and did not know where to begin, nor had she had the leisure to pay it any attention. Now that the black cat had greeted her first, she naturally would not ignore it.
"Hello."
The witch hesitantly raised her hand and waved back at the black cat. At the same time, she shot Zheng Qing a suspicious look, unable to make sense of the situation—was Zheng Qing not the black cat? Where had this black cat come from? Could it be that the black cat witness who had pressed its pawprint on the contract between her and Ilena had not been Zheng Qing? What was this black cat's