"Hey, this little brat..."
He might disown this son, but it's too much for you to not acknowledge your father.
With a wave of his hand, the little orange cat frantically kicked its limbs in the air, uncontrollably flying beneath the claws of the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits and immediately started performing a spanking act.
Although the little orange cat has a terrifying background, now that it's just been reborn, it's merely an arrogant little orange cat and naturally, it got meowed at while being hit by the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits.
"Help, you old scoundrel, how dare you hit me, the grand uncle?"
"Hmph!"
"Remember this, old man, every slap on my butt you give me now, I will return them all in the future."
"Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west, don't bully this poor cat!"
The little orange cat lay on the stone bed thrashing its limbs, stubborn in its words, eyes filled with tears.
