"We protect his main body, not the clone."
Old Ernest glanced lightly in the direction where the black cat disappeared, his lips slightly moving, his voice clearly ringing in the ears of the other four Grey Robe Wizards: "—Even if that black cat gets dragged into Lin Zhong Lake's bottom by a kappa or beaten by other wild cats, the main body may at most be a little frightened, but will not suffer any real harm. However, if we act rashly and assign people to protect the black cat, and any oversight occurs with the main body, it will be a loss outweighing the gain."
At this point, the Elder Wizard paused slightly for a few seconds, suddenly chuckling softly: "—Besides, young people need a little privacy here and there. Sticking under our nose all day makes him uncomfortable and puts pressure on us. Loosening the reins just a bit lets him adjust his mindset, which also eases our burden."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
