Shen Yijia scratched her head and persuaded Furball earnestly, "I want to get you prey to eat, but there aren't any in the mountains right now. These herbs are very valuable, we can use them to earn money. Then, I can buy meat for you. It's called a strategic investment, do you understand?"
Furball ignored her.
Shen Yijia gritted her teeth and condensed a drop of spiritual liquid from her fingertips. She said angrily, "This should be enough, right?"
If that didn't work, she would have to use a cane to educate him. If that didn't work, she could consider eating Furball meat tonight.
It was unknown if Furball sensed danger or if it was attracted by the spiritual liquid.
It leaned over and licked the spiritual liquid that had just condensed on Shen Yijia's fingertips.
Shen Yijia had already thought about how to cook Furball. She only came back to her senses after her fingertips were scraped a few times and realized what Furball had done.
