Slightly drunk? Does this person have a problem with the definition of tipsy?

Bai Jing put the money on the table and walked out directly.
No sooner had she gone out than several vagrants, mercenaries and some unknown people followed her.
There is no shortage of people looking for opportunities everywhere. No matter what kind of opportunities, people will try them, just like now.
A tipsy Bai Jing is an opportunity for them.
After Bai Jing left, the bartender Wen shook his head slightly.
"I feel that those people will be severely repaired."
"Old Wen, do you think that woman is very powerful?"
"Of course, it’s terrible. I can’t bear it. She drank nine cups of fart. This is something that ordinary fighters can’t reach."
"You just blow it."
"You’ll see."
Walking out of the pub, Bai Jing felt the breeze all night.
She can easily feel the stalker behind her.
But instead of driving them away and warning them, she walked towards a narrower dark alley.
Several vagrants quietly followed the lane and took out their daggers.
Suddenly!
Meow! ～
A meow interrupted them and calmed the vagrants down.
"Go away, smelly black cat. It’s bad luck to die."
The aversion to black cats is similar in all cities.
The black cat raised his eyebrows to reveal a contemptuous look, then jumped over the high wall and shook his head.
Meow! ～
These tramps rushed into the lane when they saw the black cat leaving them.
Then! ～
The lane is darker than before, which covers the night.
The black cat’s pupil reflected the darkness of the alley until Bai Jing came out of the alley.
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Meow! ～
See Bai Jing coming out of the alley, the black cat called one.
It’s called nature, and it also attracted Bai Jing’s attention. Bai Jing turned his head and looked puzzled.
She wondered not what the black cat would appear here, but what she didn’t perceive after she had the mental horizon.
Don’t black cats have no heart?
No, even stray dogs on the roadside have a heart. What’s the difference?
So there is something wrong with this black cat?
"Black cat? Dinkona? What’s your name? "
Ding Ke’s mouth twitched. He sat up and held his beard, thinking carefully about how to answer Bai Jing’s question.
Think for a long time and there is no good answer.
However, its humanization aroused Bai Jing’s curiosity.
"You look smart."
"Who am I … Does it mean anything to you?"
Bai Jing stared at the black cat for a moment without cleaning up the blood on his hand and immediately asked.
"Are you talking? Did you really talk? "
"Are you deaf?"
Ding Kecai won’t spoil Bai Jing, not even Xu Le, let alone a dark species.
"Well, I’m sorry I’ve never seen a talking cat …"