However, just as he was about to move, his shoulder was held down by Freya.
The Goddess who ruled over Love and Beauty extended her delicate tongue to lick her cherry-red lips, her enchanting gaze shimmering with playful intent:
"Why in such a hurry? I heard that the cat in your temple can do backflips. Let's go see it together."
Want to watch Yemengarde do backflips? You just want to test the sharpness of my sword, don't you?
Luo En muttered inwardly, looking at Freya's gaze so intense it could almost pull threads. He instantly understood that if he didn't humor this clingy goddess, he wouldn't be able to accomplish anything else today.
Are you hungry? I'll feed you!
Luo En snorted coldly, yanked Freya into the Swan Carriage, and headed straight for his temple.
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The next day, a silver-gray Persian cat lay contentedly on its side, wrapped in a blanket, sleeping peacefully.
Weak at skill, strong in desire—a disgrace to the God of Love!
