Pet King

The Holy Cat statue wasn’t pitying the strays. It had asked them to get out of the way just to prevent them from slowing it down. Since they refused to, their only option was to be crushed into dust under its weight!

The ground shook with every single step it took.

Its heavy body and its high speed run made it a reckless tank rushing at full speed. Even if a brick wall were to show up right in front of it now, it was confident that it would be able to put a hole through it. Even Old Time Tea and Fina would have to beware of him. A strong person could defeat 10 skilled fighters, after all.

It turned its head back a little to spy on the situation behind them. Seeing Zhang Zian and Old Time Tea staying where they were and not chasing after it, it was secretly relieved. Even though it was not afraid of Old Time Tea, it would still be a hassle if it was ever involved in a fight with it.

As long as it could break out of this trap today and go back to its secret base to gather itself, when it finally reached its peak performance, both Old Time Tea and Fina would be about as significant to him as two ants.

Of course, the best course of action would be to leave Binhai City for another place. It was quite dangerous, a fact it had come to understand in its short period here, roaming the darkness.

The entrance to the grass patch was finally within its reach, and as for all those pesky strays, since they weren’t afraid of death, they could just die!

Suddenly, its entire body was pushed down, as though it were carrying a heavy load on its back. Due to how unexpected the impact was, it almost broke its poor old back.

Its suppressed anger all burst out in one go. Who dared to attack it at this time?

He turned to see a fat orange cat bravely jumping onto its back, raising its fat paw, and slapping its face, twice!

It was dumbfounded, not because of how powerful or strong the slap was. Even if it was stronger than usual cats’, it wasn’t strong enough to warrant putting it into such a trance. It was because it had never received such humiliation as the humiliation of actually getting slapped by a stray.

Even though the cat was fat, it was relatively agile. It hit just once and immediately retreated, not wanting to prolong the fight. Even before the Holy Cat statue could react to it, the orange cat immediately jumped off its back and rolled into the long grass.

It knew that it should hold it in for the sake of the big plan. But it really couldn’t. It was a god. If a god didn’t punish anyone that dared treat them this way, who would still be afraid of them?

So it dug its paws right into the soft soil, digging four deep holes into it. It didn’t wait for its sprinting body to completely stop before changing courses and rushing towards the orange cat.

Its eyes were almost bleeding red with how angry it was. It swore to itself that it would chop that fat orange cat into a thousand pieces!

No matter how agile the fat cat was, it was still a normal cat. And no matter how clumsy the Holy Cat statue was, it was still about to become an elfin. Their speeds were as different as night and day.

But the period of acceleration and deceleration had given all of the other strays a short window of opportunity. Just as it was about to catch up to the fat cat, another brave stray jumped onto its back.

This was a white-grey floppy-eared cat, cute and cuddly but just as fierce when it came to its attacks, aiming directly for its eyes with its sharpened claws.

It was the natural instinct of every living being to protect their eyes, and the Holy Cat statue was no exception. It turned around, closing its eyes and evading the attack before bending its body to swing the grey cat off its back, opening its mouth and aiming directly for the grey cat’s throat.

Right then, its body froze up as though it had gotten electrocuted. It opened its eyes wide again, jerkily backing off several steps and gaping unbelievingly at the assassin that was hiding in the dark.

A pure white ball of fur rolled to its side.

The white ball opened up, and Snowy Lionet brought its paw to its nose and gave it a sniff, its face scrunching up and turning away as though it had smelled something absolutely vile. “I’ve checked its crotch, and it’s a male—yet another stinky male!”

Even though the Holy Cat statue was strong and sturdy, it still hurt a lot to be groped like that by Snowy Lionet. Its body was not completely made of copper after all. It was really close to being an actual elfin.

The pain kept radiating up from his crotch, almost making him want to curl up and lick at its crotch to soothe the pain from its testicles. But to protect its image and ego as a god, it didn’t do so.

Even Zhang Zian, watching from the side, silently closed his feet together.

“Who… Who are you?” It hurt so much, even its voice changed.

It was supposed to recognise Snowy Lionet, since Snowy Lionet was Fina’s loyal follower, but the pain had really clouded its brain function.

“Meow meow meow! I’m the ever lovely, ever popular Snowy Lionet, the castrator of toms and men! I see you’re very special. I’m willing to castrate you for free. What do you think?”

“Wha… What?”

The Holy Cat statue’s head was bursting with pain, and it didn’t understand the whole line of words it had just spoken.

Snowy Lionet kept looking at the space between the Holy Cat statue’s legs, speaking its next few words with much interest. “I’ve castrated a lot of cats, but I haven’t castrated a statue yet… I’m in a good mood today and wanted to have a good meal. Not only will I castrate you for free, I can also carve RBQ into your inner thighs. Aren’t you glad?”

The Holy Cat statue didn’t know what RBQ meant, but its instinct told it that it wasn’t anything good, and as a god, it shouldn’t go anywhere near those three words.

“Ridiculous!”

It roared, “Do you know the consequences of insulting gods like this?”

“Gods?” Snowy Lionet looked around, confused. “Where are they? I only see a statue very suitable as an RBQ!”

Faced with such a shameless cat with filthy words spewing out of it at every second, the Holy Cat statue was about to blow through the roof!

This could be the most unlucky day since its conception. If it was defeated by Old Time Tea or Fina, it would have been more accepting of it. But as a god, how could it be humiliated by such a no-name?

Its teeth were all bared now, black smoke spewing out of every single crevice in its torso as it leapt at Snowy Lionet with its claws out and teeth sharp. This time it would do it, no matter the distraction. It had to tear this white cat into a thousand pieces and chew on the meat on its bones as a reward!

Snowy Lionet had long been prepared. It knew that after males were attacked in this manner, they could react in one of two ways: either lose all of their energy and flop into a useless pile on the floor, or let their anger cloud all of their logical thinking abilities.

It curled itself onto a ball and rolled away, hiding underneath a stone chair.

The angered Holy Cat statue hit the stone chair, crushing it into pieces, but Snowy Lionet had rolled beneath another one by then.

It leaped up high, planning to smash both the chair and Snowy Lionet into dust.

“Meow meow meow! Save me, my queen! Your loyal subject’s getting bullied by stinky men!” Snowy Lionet shouted.

“Who dares commit crimes before my holy self?”

They could only see a ray of gold shining down from the sky, falling onto the Holy Cat statue’s neck and pressing it into the dirt and dust.