So, it seems like there really is something amiss with Dongya!
With a bit of contemplation on the words of the man in the white snake mask, a glimmer of suspicion also arose in the black cat's crystal-clear eyes.
Although Dongya didn't seem like someone who harbored deep schemes, the coincidences were too many. Particularly the way his missions repeatedly failed, yet each time he managed to escape certain death and even gained considerable benefits — something about it didn't sit right.
"So... you're planning to test Dongya?"
Blinking her gleaming eyes, the slender and graceful black cat shifted her sitting position and asked in a slightly hoarse voice:
"White Snake, you're hoping I send some false information to Dongya, then see if that Food God of the Clean-up Bureau receives it and gets led to the Witch Kingdom?"
"Yes, that's exactly my plan."
"But if the Food God really comes, what should I do about my plan?"
The black cat furrowed its brow and said:
