"Poor Silver Cat~" Little Fen Yang mumbled, "Obviously so big, yet invisible."
Du Yu felt a bit embarrassed, quickly descended and landed directly on the fluffy large head of the Desolate Silver Lynx.
Such a gigantic beast skull, the three from the Yan Organization could even play poker on it.
But Li Mengnan and Lin Shiwei clearly understood the nature of the Silver Cat and didn't dare, like Du Yu, to sit on its head.
"Wrong, wrong." Du Yu brushed his hand against the pointed silver ear, but it bounced him off directly.
"Meow."
Du Yu: "When we go back, I'll be your cushion, okay? Don't be angry."
"Hmph." The Desolate Silver Lynx snorted coldly, finally transforming into waves of Demon Breath.
Du Yu landed steadily, allowing the dense Demon Breath to surge into his body.
Baojun had a bad temper and a wild nature, which was well acknowledged.
But the advantage is... it's actually quite easy to appease?
