"Haha, Boss, I've become a Demon King now."
In a flash, Fat Cat appeared in front of Long Yan and the others, his face beaming with a smile.
"Tsk tsk, Fat Cat, your current appearance really doesn't do you any favors."
Long Yan looked at Fat Cat's transformed appearance and couldn't help but want to laugh.
At this moment, Fat Cat looked about five or six years old, like a huge baby with a height of less than one meter, and was extraordinarily plump. His chubby cheeks, in particular, were irresistible and made people want to pinch them.
Seeing Fat Cat's current appearance, Zhan Wushuang, Long Chen, and Bai Ling couldn't help but secretly wipe away cold sweat.
"Hehe, Boss, how do I look? Am I handsome as Tiger Lord?"
Fat Cat was quite satisfied with his human form.
"Handsome, explosively handsome."
Long Yan said insincerely.
Fat Cat's appearance was far from handsome.
"Little Tiger, you've transformed?"
At this moment, Lingxi's voice rang behind Long Yan and the others.