"Go on, are you leaving or not?! If you don't, I'll beat you to death!"
Yu Zitong kicked Golden Pupils repeatedly, but even as it started to bleed, the cat stubbornly refused to leave. The man and the cat were locked in a stalemate.
Suddenly, Su Yu spoke up. "Master Yu, there's no need for that. If your cat can catch that Rat Spirit, I'll consider the order completed, and I won't say a single bad word about you."
Hearing this, a flash of joy appeared in Yu Zitong's eyes. He pointed at the black-robed man. "Then what about him...?"
Tu Xiao'an stepped forward and said in a calm, indifferent voice, "Master Yu, just sit back and watch the show. There's no need for you to get involved."
Watching Golden Pupils get kicked again and again, he saw how it stood proudly, unwilling to yield, unwilling to leave.
The cat had its own principles and dignity, but its master's command put it in a difficult position.
