It was nighttime, and Freya's limbs were propped on the ground, with her arms and thighs stretched straight;

Her body was arched like a hill, like a twisted spring, as if it could bounce up and pounce forward at any moment!

Her long nails scraped against the bricks under her palms, and her right leg, which was being dragged back, would lift the sole of her shoe, bringing up a cloud of dust, resembling a dog burying bones in the backyard.

"Woo woo woo woo roar~~"

The low roar from her mouth proved Freya's determination at the moment, as if she was facing a long-lost mortal enemy and refusing to back down;

In front of her, the figure of the formidable enemy was extremely eye-catching;

With its round body, it looked very powerful, coupled with its thick fur and constantly swaying long tail, it was like a human weapon...

Okay, Wang Xiaole didn't want to go on with this anymore, let's explain it in simpler terms:

Freya was half-crouched at the exit of the alley, and in front of her was a well-fed orange cat;

The reason for the conflict between the goddess and the cat, or the focus of their dispute, was an unopened custard-filled bun placed between them.

"Meow meow meow meow!"

The orange cat let out a battle cry.

"Meow meow meow meow meow!"

The goddess retaliated in a newly learned language, with intense words and an extremely stubborn attitude, leaving no room for compromise or concession.

Wang Xiaole couldn't see anyone around or any potential threats, so he concluded:

The crisis Freya was facing was the cat with its tail raised!

This was so damn unfair. How fragile was the goddess that even a cat could become her formidable enemy?

Wang Xiaole believed:

This "terrifying" and "god-level battle" was not something a mortal like him was qualified to participate in, right?

(Whispering) "I'll pretend I didn't see anything and quietly leave."

This was also human nature.

In this world, there were almost no people who could greet someone as usual after witnessing such an embarrassing scene.

Quietly, Wang Xiaole tiptoed and prepared to leave, just as he had come here quietly, tiptoed and didn't take a single piece of paper bag.

Freya turned around:

"If you're here, don't just stand there, come and help me. I can't handle this cat alone!"

"Tsk, I've been discovered. She may not be smart, but her perception of the surroundings is so keen."

Next time Wang Xiaole encountered a similar situation, he would be more careful and try to slip away without being noticed.

But now, he couldn't just walk out of the alley openly;

It's like when you're walking on the street and accidentally see a troublesome acquaintance, the situations are similar, and the principle is the same.

Before the other person notices, you can speed up and quickly walk away, but if the other person calls out, it's impossible to pretend you didn't see them.

You can be ruthless in doing things, but not in being a person!

Wang Xiaole couldn't let Freya lose face too much, so he had to grit his teeth and walk to a spot half a meter away from her.

"Are you hungry? Reduced to fighting a cat for food... Didn't you have a big meal this afternoon?"

Because Freya had eaten too much before, she had gotten stuck in the narrow passage when they first met, unable to move her body.

After a few hours, the goddess's bloated belly seemed to have flattened a bit since the afternoon, and about half of the food in her stomach had been digested. But she still wasn't so hungry that she couldn't get along with an orange cat. Maybe there was a black hole in her stomach?

"It doesn't matter if I'm hungry or not. Because the food is there, so I have to get it!" she said, her twitching nose and confident tone making Wang Xiaole almost want to cheer for the orange cat.

"Meow, meow, meow!" Suddenly, an intruder arrived, causing the orange cat to become wary. It instinctively thought that Wang Xiaole was a helper brought by the human woman in front of it, and it growled at him in a low voice.

The low growl was not only a warning, but also served another purpose. In the next second, the pupils of the cats in the corner of the alley began to shimmer with a radiant light. They came from the cardboard box, from the fish bones, from all directions. The scale of the cats was indeed massive.

Wang Xiaole subconsciously counted, "One, two... there are at least twenty stray cats." No wonder a wild orange cat could grow so strong in a harsh stray life. It turned out to be the leader of the stray cats!

Although there was a principle in the cat group of "good things for the leader to eat," there was no rule that the leader had to go first. The leader's status was there, even if there were enemies to deal with, the smaller ones had to take the lead.

With a "meow," more than twenty stray cats rushed forward in unison, surrounding Freya, who was next to Wang Xiaole, in a semi-circular formation, and quickly pounced on her!

"Why am I suddenly being mobbed? Help, help..." She was pinned down by a group of cats, with one cat standing on each of her hands and legs, making it impossible for her to move her joints.

"Meow, meow, meow, meow." The orange cat, as the leader, walked slowly with elegant cat steps. Its eyes were filled with seriousness and seemed to respect the human in front of it.

The orange cat's tactics were simple and easy to understand: king against king, soldier against soldier! It let its obedient subordinates deal with the easy target, while it personally dealt with Wang Xiaole, whom it considered to be quite challenging.

Two strong individuals from different species were now facing each other, a solitary battle between kings, and neither side needed any extra help.