Vice President Xin's pupils shrank. His Spiritual Sense screamed a warning, and his hand instinctively formed an eagle's claw. Had he not been certain of Chu Bamboo's special circumstances—that this was someone he could not kill, let alone harm—he would have already lost control and attacked.
The void twisted, and a Big Orange Cat materialized from thin air. She licked one of her paws, her gaze sweeping thoughtfully across the scene before finally settling on Chu Bamboo. "It looks quite lively here," she said leisurely. "So, can anyone tell me what's going on?"
Vice President Xin broke out in a cold sweat. He instinctively stepped in front of Chu Bamboo, his body tensed and his hand gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Chu Bamboo glanced at the Big Orange Cat. The biggest difference, compared to the last few times he'd seen her, was that this cat... was actually wearing clothes. What's more, it was a classic padded jacket from the Northeast!
Tacky.
