"I'm not even a wizard."
"I was just eating some snacks... Why are you making such a big fuss about it?!"
The black cat's lazy voice rang out atop the battlements. "It's like how you sometimes need something to stimulate your appetite, so you add a little hot sauce to your meal."
Zheng Qing turned around.
Just in time to see a gleam flash through the black cat's dark red eyes. Then crimson flames ignited, surging from the tip of every strand of its fur. In the blink of an eye, they wrapped the cat in a thick cocoon of fire.
The pink mushrooms of varying sizes sprouting from its back, eye sockets, jaw, and neck silently turned to ash in the blazing flames.
The black cat shook itself, scattering the ashes. Its black fur became sleek and glossy again beneath the sunlight. The tip of its tail curled smugly.
But the boy had no mind to praise the black cat's prowess.
"Where did Zhu Si go?!" His voice sounded somewhat shrill atop the empty wall.
"I didn't see her." Jiang Yu had lost her usual composure as well and looked somewhat panicked. "She was just here... Did she hide somewhere?"
This was a battlefield, a place where anything could happen—except a place to play hide-and-seek.
Both of them knew the witch's guess was highly unlikely.
Having displayed its holiness before people yet gained none of the pleasure of having someone play along, the black cat felt a little bored.
It twitched its nose, gave a soft sound of surprise, and tilted its head to look beneath the wall.
At the foot of the Inner Castle Wall.
Amid the crisscrossing willow branches and flashing interwoven spells.
A small figure in a loose robe staggered through them. Perhaps because the chaotic