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Han Yan walked over slowly.
Seeing Lin Xin standing there absentmindedly, his gaze seemingly drifting somewhere far away, he raised his hand and lightly tapped the tip of his smooth nose.
"What are you thinking about?" Han Yan asked with a teasing smile.
"The food is already getting cold."
At the same time, his other hand reached down and picked up the weak-looking black cat that had been neglected nearby.
The moment the cat was lifted, its golden eyes widened.
"Human, you dare..."
Before it could finish speaking, Han Yan had already carried it away from the table.
The little black cat struggled furiously, its paws waving in the air as it glared at him with deep hatred.
"Put this ancestor down! This ancestor is a noble spirit beast, not something you can casually carry around, put me down!"
However, Han Yan completely ignored its protests.
Lin Xin, who had been lost in his thoughts, did not notice the little exchange between the man and the cat.
