Soon, the gaze of the god and the cat locked onto each other.
Meow!
The calico cat was startled, all its fur bristling, baring its teeth at the ordinary-looking young man, assuming a defensive posture.
"Shh!"
The Ghost Ship God placed a finger to its lips, making a gesture for silence: "I won't kill you!"
"Here, have a cup of milk tea!"
The Ghost Ship God bent down, placing a one-third consumed milk tea on the ground, then turned and left.
This cat had been extensively tainted by divinity; it seems this fellow god must have fed it a few times.
At this rate, once this cat loses control, it's bound to cause massive destruction.
At least the nearby streets
would definitely be doomed.
The Ghost Ship God walked all the way, taking more than ten minutes to arrive at the residence of its fellow deity.
It stood at the entrance of the neighborhood, surveying the surroundings, and couldn't help but frown.
"So rundown?"
"How can anyone live here?"
