However, the cat took the initiative to greet Tan Zheng, "Sister Tan! You are truly naturally beautiful. It hasn't been that long since I last saw you, and your dark skin has become so fair and smooth! So many girls must be so envious!"

Tan Zheng glared dangerously at the cat. He knew it! She wouldn't say anything nice! And sure enough!

Gu Zeyi stroked his chin, clicking his tongue as he examined Tan Zheng. "Naturally beautiful... fair and smooth...it seems that's really true."

Tan Zheng immediately launched into a tirade of profanities, yelling, "Get lost!"

Meanwhile, Mu Jin was still relentlessly fighting with the cat, trying to free his arm, but without success.

The cat whispered, "Ah Jin, don't move. Everyone will think you're upset."

Mu Jin lowered his eyes; he was clearly overwhelmed with emotion!

“Jiu Maomao, if you do this, everyone will think that I opened the back door for the Jiu family to enter the Eight Gates Battle,” Mu Jin said.

The cat said nonchalantly, "What does it matter? They can say whatever they want. If I really cared, I'd be trending on social media every other day, and I'd be furious by now."

Mu Jin curled her lips expressionlessly; this cat's mentality was incredibly good.

But then he quickly added, "Do you want them to think that I fabricated the Gate of Shock?"

Cat gave Mu Jin a strange look. "Do we need to tell them whether the Shock Gate is fabricated or not? There's a saying among humans: 'You'll know if it's a mule or a horse once you take it out for a spin,' right? If they were all like Eagle Eagle Eagle, we could take them down one by one, or ten by ten. Isn't that a simple matter?"