Huang Datou felt bitter inside. His master would heap praise upon everyone he met, yet when it came to him, he was nothing but critical.
However, seeing his master in this lively state, he finally smiled. As long as his master was fine, nothing else mattered. If he didn't recognize him for the time being, so be it; he would remember him sooner or later.
The Cat National Preceptor, now in the form of a small kitten, seemed exhausted after uttering those few sentences and simply curled up on Li Wangyi’s shoulder, fast asleep. The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Bowl floated over to its belly of its own accord, transforming into a "small blanket." Watching this adorable sight, Li Wangyi, the Master of Jiuzhou Pavilion, the Spring God Jumang, and others could not help but smile.
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