Su Shijun released her fingers.
Watching the plump fellow's butt wiggle as it vanished into the void in haste.
"——So, these pests that corrode books and destroy bookshelves can be transformed into beneficial insects?" Her voice was somewhat light as she stared at the spot where the bookworm disappeared, lost in thought.
Zheng Qing looked at her.
Instinct told him she was talking about something else, but seemed to have reservations.
In front of two legendary figures, having such reservations meant that what she was about to mention was extraordinary. The Yellow Flowered Cat wasn't a fool; it leaped gracefully from the young wizard's shoulder to Su Shijun's shoulder.
This time, the witch didn't avoid it.
"——If there's something, just say it. Don't be so coy like a woman... ahem!"
It realized halfway through that the person beneath it was indeed a genuine woman, paused, and awkwardly added, "Blame Zheng Zha!"
Hey, was it getting addicted to calling that name?
