Wang Xi stood silently in the snow.
He looked inward and saw four green spheres floating in his mind.
These four Green Cards had all come from the Three-Star Elite Northern Captains; he hadn't bothered taking any Cards from the other grunts.
"Master!"
Just then, Liuli ran back, covered in blood. A muffled, girlish voice sounded from beneath her onion-shaped helmet:
"Your Liuli is amazing! I sawed through thirteen enemies in a row and shot another eight for good measure!"
Hearing this, Wang Xi nodded to himself.
Once she equipped her gear, Liuli had the power of a Four-Star Elite and was especially skilled at slaughter.
He praised the little cat, but in return, he received a sullen mumble:
"Such a phony Master, always saying such empty things. Can't you give me something more substantial...?"
"I'll buy you a Demon Child Soda when we get back," Wang Xi said in a low voice.
"Two bottles. Ice-cold."
"You better keep your word, meow."
Only then did Liuli quiet down.
