Zhang Menglong squatted down, looking at the cat spirit with considerable interest, "It's hard to tell what breed you are."
Because all creatures' souls appear as blue particles, Zhang Menglong couldn't identify it by color, "Are you a puppet or a gradient? Seems like you also resemble a Maine Coon, hey, what kind of cat are you?"
"Cat? How dare you call me a cat?" The cat spirit immediately showed an annoyed expression, "Look closely, I am an Eight Desolates Exterminating God Tiger, one of the top races among the Warcraft of the Stigma Continent! Open your dog eyes wide!"
"Eight Desolates Exterminating God Tiger? Sounds pretty awesome," Zhang Menglong showed a doubtful look, "But you just look like a cat, meow meow!"
Zhang Menglong scratched under the cat spirit's chin twice, and its face immediately showed an expression of enjoyment.
"See, you still say you're not a cat?"
