I am an unlucky cat demon.
The first owner sold me.
The second owner touched me and I ran away.
The third master, I heard is the most difficult immortal king in the sect, and he has no sense of propriety at all.
He had to be in front of me when changing clothes, he had to pull me into the water when bathing, and he had to hold me when we had an argument.
But who told him to give too much?
Later, my cheap new owner seemed to have damaged his brain.
First he was stupid, and then he continued to be stupid.
Me: The cat is having a hard time, so I can only cover him.
Me: No, wait a minute, why... Something's wrong?
Intention: Conspiracy!