"Lord Dumpling, are you tired?"
"Hm?"
Tuanzi turned her head at this, looking at him with confusion.
Zhou Li repeated the question.
"Yes, tired!" Tuanzi hurriedly replied, "Are you going to pick up Lord Dumpling now, meow?"
"If you're tired, let's take a rest for a while," Zhou Li suggested, pointing to the shade of a nearby tree. He continued, "As Lord Dumpling, Your Highness's Close Attendant and a powerful Great Demon, you can't get tired so easily. You'll be laughed at by humans who don't know any better."
"Lord Dumpling is... because..." Tuanzi's face fell, and her voice grew soft, "because there are so many stray cats in the Imperial Palace, and they all stare at Lord Dumpling, envious because I'm better looking and cuter than they are."
"Those are palace cats..."
"Male cats!"
"A Great Demon can't be afraid of stray cats."
"Male cats!"
