Let her greet the senior first.
Xiao Yue was quite saddened by the sudden death of the little fox, but she would often look at her and mutter, "You seem somewhat similar in temperament to the little fox. When you both can't be bothered to pay attention, you would even droop your ears to block your own ear canals."
Heh, how could we not be alike? If we weren't, that would be really something.
July Cat couldn't care less about these people. If it weren't for needing someone to take care of her meals, she wouldn't even spare these few a glance. Although a slight error had occurred, transforming her from a nine-tailed fox into an orange cat, and it seemed like there were also some issues with the "entry," she had no intention of finding out why it had happened.
Her life revolved around only two things.
Living and waiting for death.
