Tianlong stood there, thinking. His breathing slowed as he processed the information. Then his gaze drifted toward Sabrina.
She had crossed her arms over her robe, her hands gripping the fabric near her shoulders. The position made her breasts bunch together, creating a deep, tempting cleavage that pressed against the tight material.
Her sharp eyes caught his stare immediately. "What are you looking at?"
Tianlong didn't look away. "No... I was just thinking about someone familiar."
He blinked again, as if a memory surfaced in his mind. "So who leads this catkin tribe? Like, the main clan?"
Erwich, who had been silent until now, nodded. "Yes. They're called the Red Cat Tribe. They have red hair and red eyes. Very distinct."
Hearing that, Tianlong blinked again, his lips curling into a subtle smirk. "I see."
