Wen Yan saw the Sparrow Cat's pupils dilate, its eyes wide as marbles, and instantly knew this guy was still hung up on its ancestor's remains—so much so that it was basically engraved on its brain.
"What's so special about your ancestor's body? Why are you so obsessed with it?"
"It'll make me stronger, restore my ancestor's glory!"
"What glory?"
"It's… it's…" Sparrow Cat froze, its little brain revving so fast it was about to overheat, but it still couldn't come up with an answer.
"Alright, alright, next time I get a chance, I'll fetch what you want. If I'd known earlier, I would've brought it this time—at least I'd be sure it's useful."
Wen Yan soothed the Sparrow Cat, just in case the already-not-so-bright critter fried its brains even further.
