Little took two steps back, then put on a determined face, "I'd rather you stew me into a hot pot or turn me into barbecue than let you succeed! This is the dignity of a cat!"
Yang Gang broke into a slight sweat, thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up again.
He looked around and then whispered, "Hey, Little, why don't you transform into Sister Miao? Zhang Miao is my wife, and it would be only natural for me to look at my own wife's body, right?"
"Sorry, I haven't read or stored Mistress Miao's DNA data, so I can't transform into her," Little said.
"Damn, what are you even eating for, you fat cat? Don't you hurry to read a beauty's DNA data when you see one?"
"Mistress Miao is a witch protected by Hajis himself; even with ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to read her DNA data!"
Yang Gang curled his lip, "Useless fat cat."
Just as Little was about to protest, its face suddenly changed, "A high-level monster is coming this way!"