Yun Mengyao frowned, "How could you let it drink alcohol?"
Qin Yi laughed, "Don't worry! It once secretly drank a whole jar of my Hundred Herbs Wine, and nothing happened."
"A whole jar?" Yin Qianqian was greatly shocked, "The Spiritual Energy in this Hundred Herbs Wine is so strong, even I can't drink more than a cup, yet it drank a whole jar."
Qin Yi nodded slightly, "It's indeed not simple, but I still can't figure out what it actually is?"
"Meow..."
Qin Yi looked down and saw the little white cat had finished drinking.
"Want more?"
The little white cat looked at Qin Yi and nodded, "Yes!"
Oh my... Qin Yi's eyes widened.
With a clatter, Yun Mengyao's chopsticks fell onto the table.
Yin Qianqian and Lang Ya were also stunned, all staring at the little white cat.
After a long while, Qin Yi came back to his senses, "You, you can talk?"
"Just, just learned."
The little white cat opened its mouth to speak, its voice was that of a naive little girl, and a bit stilted.
