"He's an old cat whose ears are sealed and whose limbs are tied. Why would I need to be afraid of him?"

"Only Tianyu? Sure enough!"

There showed sadness on the wily old cat's face.

It was obvious that he was mourning for himself. He was at the end of his rope.

Lin Mengya's face was also full of sorrow. For a moment, it became more and more gloomy in the East Warm Pavilion.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't be too sad. I ...