Ahri's heart suddenly clenched, but the pain was bearable.
Ahri could almost hear the black cat saying to her, "Come with me."
Everything around him disappeared, and it seemed that only Ahri remained.
The black cat's eyes were completely black. It glanced at Ahri again, then wagged its tail and slowly walked forward.
Ahri lifted her skirt and followed.
A castle appeared in the otherwise dark surroundings.
Inside the castle, there were many people holding a banquet.
Ahri was like an outsider, watching the banquet in front of her, watching people dance, talk, and laugh.
The black cat then jumped onto Ahri's shoulder and meowed into the distance.
A group of brightly colored cats were locked in an iron cage and then pushed up.
The people surrounded them, pointing and commenting on the cats, and even had some of them dragged out.
The cats were completely powerless against those people. They were given drugs and then lay there motionless, still breathing.
Before long, someone took a knife and skinned the cats.
Ahri closed her eyes; the scene was too cruel.
“A long, long time ago, some people said that cats were evil spirits and that they would bring bad things, especially black cats.”
"Therefore, they slaughtered them without restraint."
The bell around the neck of the cat perched on Ahri's shoulder jingled.
The people in front of me even had an iron pot set up, put the cats inside, and had someone light a fire outside.
As the large iron pot grew redder and redder, it emitted sharp, mournful meows, one after another.
"Enough!"
Ahri took out her magic weapon that could break illusions and slapped it forward with her palm.
Everything around me shattered like a piece of glass.
The black cat looked at Ahri in surprise, "A cultivator?"
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