In front of them, the fully armed Yan Huan and Meow-chan widened their eyes, watching Little Thumb complain and look utterly frustrated in An Le's helpless arms...
After a few seconds, Yan Huan took a sharp breath and said,
"Meow-chan, why does it seem even more useless than you?"
"Meow?!"
This left Meow-chan fuming... though its face seemed to be black to begin with.
To prove its prowess, it took the lead and leapt towards Little Thumb, gently tapping its head with a paw pad,
"Stop crying, meow! Get up, we need to ask you something!"
"Whose... whose voice is this?"
Little Thumb blankly looked up, only to see the thin face of a black cat.
Hiss...
Looks familiar...
During that time in the hospital, didn't I chase this black cat?
"Is... is it you?"
"It's I, the divine meow!"
"..."
Staring at the flaunting black cat, Little Thumb's expression suddenly turned fierce, and it opened wide its jaws ready to bite.
"Meow?!"
