"Lord Cat doesn't believe you!"
Hearing Dii Qingxue's abrupt words, the Dragon Cat's eyes darted around, unconvinced.
Dii Qingxue didn't explain or argue. She gave Ye Wushuang a look, then raised a slender, snow-white finger and pointed up along the statue of Pann.
The Dragon Cat's eyes followed her finger upward until they were practically rolling back in its head.
Finally, Dii Qingxue's finger stopped at the statue's glabella. "There," she said faintly.
THUD!
The Dragon Cat's paws froze instantly, its expression locking up. It plummeted from Pann Wu's shoulder and hit the floor like a fleshy cannonball, making the entire Divine Hall tremble.
The brilliant starry sky depicted around them also seemed to shake, creating a truly earth-shattering sensation.
It couldn't believe Dii Qingxue had pointed it out so easily, robbing it of the chance to show off. 'The injustice! The resentment!'
"*Giggle*!"
