Imposter Young Master
Chapter 846 - 850: Racial Restraint

Chapter 846: Chapter 850: Racial Restraint

Just then, someone knocked on the door, and Zuo Lan appeared at the doorway holding a little hamster.

Seeing the Blue Cat, the little hamster was so scared that it immediately struggled out of Zuo Lan’s arms and fled in panic.

And the Blue Cat chased after it without hesitation.

The little hamster took a roundabout route, then plunged into Yang Gang’s arms, shivering with fear.

Yang Gang smacked his lips, he could tell that this Bora Blue Cat had no real fighting ability, while the little hamster was capable of hunting down level-5 Monster beasts on its own.

Logically, the little hamster should have killed the Blue Cat in a second.

But in reality, the Blue Cat kept chasing the little hamster.

Indeed, it was a natural predatory instinct between species.

At that moment, the Blue Cat had already caught up, prepping to pounce on Yang Gang.

Yang Gang didn’t hold back, stepping on the Blue Cat with his foot, "You fat Blue Cat, dare to prey on my pet, believe it or not, I’ll stew you into a cat hot pot right now!"

"Meow~" The Blue Cat licked its tongue, reluctantly giving up.

Zuo Lan was taken aback for a moment, "Blue Cat?"

Yang Gang looked down and saw the Bora Blue Cat had turned into a regular black cat, which also stopped speaking.

It was clear that it was very cautious around strangers.

"It’s all right, Sister Zuo Lan, thank you for the trouble," said Yang Gang with a smile.

"Uh, it’s nothing. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving first."

After saying that, Zuo Lan left.

"Hey, Little, do your Bora Blue Cat kind even have black fur?" Yang Gang was puzzled by this.

It is known that Bora Blue Cats are easily spotted by cat hunters due to their unique blue fur which stands out in the vast sea of cats.

The fur of a Bora Blue Cat is purely blue, unlike the Blue Cats of Earth.

On Earth, there are three major Blue Cat families: Chartreux, Blue Foreign Breed Cat, and Russian Blue Cat.

The Queen of England once owned a Blue Foreign Breed Cat, originating from Turkey, which shot to fame as a result of her patronage.

But across the world, the most famous is still the Russian Blue Cat.

Russian Blue Cats are known for their quiet demeanor, soft meows, emotional depth, and are very popular in the pet market for their docility.

However, neither Chartreux nor Blue Foreign Breed Cats, nor even the most famed Russian Blue Cats, have truly blue fur, and some don’t even come close to touching a shade of blue.

The fur of a Chartreux is blue-grey, making it one of the few pet cats with a tint of blue in its coat. But the primary color of Chartreux fur is still grey.

Even the well-known Russian Blue Cat, despite having ’Blue Cat’ in its name, in reality, has little to do with the color blue.

The fur of a Russian Blue Cat is silver-grey like mink, with just a hint of blue-grey in the undercoat. It simply can’t compare to the pure blue of a Bora Blue Cat.

If you must make a forced argument, then Doraemon, the robot cat, would be pure blue, oh, and whatever that "Blue Cat Naughty 3000 Questions" is.

But if you made such a flimsy case, someone would not hesitate to flip you off.

"Damn straight, a very simple disguise," Little waved his right front paw in a very anthropomorphic manner.

Yang Gang didn’t hesitate to whack Little with a flick of his fingers, "God damn it, if it were so easy to disguise, your Bora Blue Cat kind wouldn’t be in such straits."

Little squinted, "Damn, Lord Gang indeed is wise, hitting right on the source. Eh, turning into a black cat is one of my abilities. Our race is blessed with a natural talent for treasure-hunting but lacks self-defense capabilities. My parents were killed by cat hunters trying to protect us, and my siblings have all been caught by those bastards."

At this point, Little looked up at Yang Gang with a pitiable expression, "Damn, hearing all this, do you still want to stew me into a cat hot pot?"

Yang Gang was taken aback, his face full of confusion, "Why not?"

Little Little’s face was full of indignation, "Meowdarn it, demons, humans are really too terrifying."

Smack!

Yang Gang had no qualms about giving Little Little another bop on the head, "Cut the crap and get to the point."

Little Little’s eyes brimmed with tears.

I always thought dogs were the scariest, I was wrong, humans are the scariest. Hmm, if I’m lucky enough to survive, I must leave a will to my descendants: better to squabble with dogs for food than to covet human meals.

At this moment, as if Yang Gang remembered something, he casually took out a bag of ’Catty Ha-Ha’ from the automated closet.

A while ago, the old lady had a cat, but it later died. There was still quite a bit of cat food left.

To cats, ’Catty Ha-Ha’ is a top-notch cuisine comparable to a full banquet. Even by human taste and texture, Catty Ha-Ha is a good snack. You should know, not only is Catty Ha-Ha very popular among pet cats, but many humans also favor this food.

As one of the few intelligent species among the feline family, Bora Blue Cat, Little Little naturally had a keen sense of smell for top cat food cuisine.

When Yang Gang took the Catty Ha-Ha out of the closet, Little Little, who had just sworn off ’human handouts,’ was already drooling, and gazed at Yang Gang’s eyes with such docility, even affectionately licking Yang Gang’s hand.

Yang Gang paid no attention.

Little Little looked at the cat food in Yang Gang’s hand with a drooling, pitiful expression.

However, this was of no use whatsoever.

Yang Gang still ignored it.

In the end, Little Little couldn’t help but say resentfully, "Meowdarn it, demon!"

"I agree to not stew you for now, but there’s a condition. To be honest, your greatest value right now is your plump, meaty body. Treasure hunting? Earth’s treasures have been long picked clean by others. So, if you don’t show some skills that might be useful to me, I think it’s wiser to just stew you."

Yang Gang casually pinched Little Little’s plump body, "You’re really quite fat, aren’t you? Almost like a little fatty lamb. Just a lazy, gluttonous pig cat. In fact, it’s still better to stew you. Such a waste not to eat this meat."

Yang Gang’s gaze drifted back to the knife glinting coldly.

The thin cat heart wrapped within Little Little’s fat body started thumping faster, coated in cold sweat.

"Meowdarn it, I should have listened to my mother’s advice to stick with the calisthenics and then I wouldn’t have so much meat on me."

Little Little was quite regretful.

But now was not the time for regrets, quickly speaking up, "Meowdarn it, Boss, please take me in? Don’t look at me being fat, I’m still quite agile. I come without a trace and go without a shadow, I can even slip into your room right under your nose. How’s that? Little Little is pretty awesome, right?"

As it spoke, Little Little became a bit smug.

"Hmm? Really?" Yang Gang propped his cheek and pondered for a moment, "Well, from today on, I will assess you. If you pass the assessment, I will take you in. If you fail..."

Yang Gang’s gaze fell on the plasma pressure cooker with the hot pot soup already simmering, "Well, I still think stewing you now is the better option."

Little Little felt greatly indignant in its heart.

Once upon a time, although I was chased everywhere, it also showed my extraordinary value.

Even when caught, I was usually treated as a distinguished guest, with a crowd of humans standing in front of me, allowing me to pick a master based on my preferences.

Now, look at me, sticking my face out to beg someone to take me in, and I even have to go through an assessment. My status has been completely reversed. I, Little Little... no, I... er, what was my original name again... Meowdarn it, this man is simply my nemesis! In just a short time, I nearly forgot my own name!

Although heartbroken, the plasma pressure cooker below me, with its lid wide open like the gaping mouth of a Taotie, was truly terrifying.

"Meowdarn it, Boss, I accept the assessment," Little Little succumbed under Yang Gang’s intimidation.

"So, the first challenge of the assessment, uh, go steal Gong Shuiwei’s underwear from Room 2."