Lin Mo gently parted the bushes and, just as he expected, saw the injured Cursed Cat Demon in the distance, resting under a tree.
It didn't look to be in good shape, sprawled out on the ground. Beside it, another Cursed Cat Demon was licking its wounds.
If they were better-looking, the scene might have even been heartwarming.
Unfortunately, although the "Demon" in Cat Demon was just one extra word compared to a regular cat, their looks were worlds apart.
Their fur was too short, their skin coarse, and their gaunt faces were covered in wrinkles. With their sharp claws and fangs, they were even harder on the eyes than a Goblin.
After a quick glance, Lin Mo quickly looked away.
A Cat Demon's Perception was sharp; staring at them for too long would likely get him noticed.
His party wasn't as fast as these two Cursed Cat Demons. If they startled them, they'd never be able to catch up.
