Chapter 799: Chapter 147: The Great Office of the Ancestor

"I've never understood why the clan values a talking cat so much that they even disturbed the Elderly Ancestor," Dangdang Ears mumbled to his companion while chewing on what seemed like his umpteenth holly leaf.

The sticky tree sap slowly dripped down his chin, staining his whiskers a greasy green.

Because he had eaten so many leaves, he had stripped the holly tree of all the leaves on the side closest to him. The exposed gray-brown branches were bare, looking particularly unsightly. The bees in charge of hospitality had long given up on adding honeydew to the leaves for him and would only buzz by from time to time, glaring at him with malice.

Of course, such disdain and loathing were no pressure for a certain green-skinned individual; he even contemplated plucking a branch to gnaw on. However, after the bees brandished their stingers, the Green vest mouse wisely abandoned the idea.