"Zhou Ni! Look quickly!"
The Little Cat Girl stood on tiptoe. Her bare feet, snow-white and delicate, were quite eye-catching. She tilted her body slightly and lifted the bottle in her hands high for Zhou Li to see. "Three Bright Bugs!"
Zhou Li counted and said softly, "There are five, actually."
"Three!"
"Five." Zhou Li gently tapped the bottle. The light from the Bright Bugs reflected in his eyes as he counted slowly, "One, two, three, four, five."
"F-f-five!" The Little Cat Girl blinked. "One, two, three... five."
"After three comes four, and then five follows four."
"After three comes death!"
"Correct," Zhou Li replied.
He helplessly withdrew his gaze.
If the Elm King couldn't even educate a Little Cat Girl, how was he supposed to govern a kingdom?
Was everything up to the demons' own sense of responsibility?
