A moment later, inside the apartment bedroom.
The door was locked, and Miss Keroy was still leaning against it, standing guard. Ethan stood by the window, his right hand bathed in a golden glow. He took a slightly nervous breath and said, "Ready? Here it comes."
Upon hearing this, the ragdoll cat lying on the bedding tensed its body, moved its head to the other side, avoiding looking at him.
With the cat's tacit approval, Ethan gently placed his palm on the cat's back, her white fur bristled almost immediately, her tail became tense and stood upright, the whole process lasted nearly thirty seconds, and the ragdoll cat collapsed onto the bedding, instinctively curling into a ball.
"Meow~"
Ethan heard a murmuring sound.
