I want to kill you.
The orange-yellow eyes conveyed such a vicious message.
But the idea is beautiful; reality is cruel.
Just as the cat's paw was only a palm's distance from Su Li, its scruff was directly pinched and lifted up.
Its limbs continued to paddle in the air, struggling endlessly, letting out a piercing scream, yet its body couldn't move forward any further.
Seeing the ferocious orange cat subdued, the neighbor gasped, took a long breath, and exaggeratedly shouted, "Thank Heaven you're okay."
The neighbor sized up Su Li, "I was really afraid you'd be bleeding on the spot."
"Your family's cat is really fierce. You've raised it for so long and it still hasn't lost its wild nature. Such aggressiveness is rarely seen. A cat like this really isn't suited for domestic life. You better..."
This cat could turn against its owner once; it could do so a second and third time. Not every time will be as lucky as this one.
