Lingdang dragged a bean bag from the lounge next to the castle hall and nestled comfortably in the middle, lazily letting out a big yawn, her tail leisurely drooping along the edge of the sofa, then stared with big round eyes at Yu Sheng and Xu Jiali chatting.
No matter how you look at it, she seems quite healthy, even somewhat mischievous.
But according to Xu Jiali, this cat is actually in a state of intermittently being unable to distinguish reality from illusion — at its worst, she even scratched colleagues at the Special Service Bureau.
Luna leaned in, squatting beside Lingdang, curiously observing the cat girl.
"Energy reaction, unstable, vital signs, good."
The energy response from the scanning device slightly stimulated the sensitive nerves of the Spiritual Ability Users, Lingdang raised a hand, sharp nails reflecting light, threateningly waving in front of Luna.
Luna also raised a hand, her fingertip blade glinting coldly.
