Zhao Feng could already see the Capital’s magnificence from a thousand miles away.
“Hmm?”
Zhao Feng suddenly felt movement from his Spiritual Pet Bag.
Miao miao!
The little thieving cat had finally woken up after a month of deep sleep. When its black eyes opened, a trace of profundity could be seen within them but it soon faded.
The little thieving cat’s original grey fur had begun to turn into a faint silver colour.
Its size was also slightly bigger and although the changes weren’t big, Zhao Feng’s God’s Spiritual Eye had found that the little thieving cat had undergone a dramatic change.
Miao miao!
The little thieving cat stood on its owner’s shoulder as it flipped two bronze coins with a “Ding!”
Heiyun Master gazed curiously from the side whereas Zhao Feng was already used to it.
“Miao miao!”
The little thieving cat made a few gestures to Zhao Feng while shaking its head and sighed.
“What is it saying?”
Heiyun Master was slightly surprised.