252 Wen Yanqing's Secret Cultivation of a Spy?

Lin Gantang hurriedly hung up the phone and went to stop the fight.

Ximi had the most docile temperament, but would stiffen up whenever it saw the tabby cat. The pair were born to be at odds with each other, and they would fight whenever they met.

The tabby stood in front of Lin Gantang, not letting Ximi get close.

Lin Gantang's head hurt when she thought of Wen Yanqing's words about the tabby cat being jealous.

Beside them, Sweet Wine, Joy and Vitamin E were licking their paws and watching from afar. 'Work' was all but forgotten, and Lin Gantang's headache was getting worse.

In the end, the most obedient one was actually Blackie.

As expected of the divine beast that guarded the house, it squatted steadily without moving an inch. Its bronze eyes were calm and composed, and nothing in the world was enough to make it lose its color. Lin Gantang suspected that it could cultivate and ascend if given some time.