What Bad Thoughts Can a Cat Have?

"I'm just a cat, an ordinary cat, really!" Orange Peel looked at the lady with four eyes curled up in the corner. "You have to believe me. If you don't believe me, you can ask him!" Orange Peel stretched out his paw and pointed at the golden retriever lying on the corpse of some unknown thing, feasting on it. "Woof~" "Look, I'm right, I'm just a cat, an ordinary cat." "Why don't you believe it yet? Forget it, it's useless to tell you too much. Goodbye." Orange Peel waved his paw at the trembling lady in front of him. In an instant, the lady disappeared, leaving only a golden ring lying quietly on the ground. "Look, how can he still have the nerve to say that he is not an evil god?" "That's it, you just casually refined a world-destroying resentful spirit, and you still said that you are not an evil god?" Orange Pi immediately looked over fiercely, and the long queue next to him was full of guys who had objections to his identity. "Shut up and come over next!" Behind the lady was a tauren with four arms. He tried his best to resist and wanted to walk over, but his body still walked over uncontrollably. "Tell me, do you believe that I am just an ordinary cat?" "I... I... Don't believe it!" Orange Pi shook his head. He was another diehard. He swung his paw again and turned the opponent into a cowhide coat. "Next!"