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The morning light's feeble glow rose from the mountain peak, spilling a golden brilliance interlaced with white, encircling the green wood like a sash, filling the universe with endless mountains and rivers.
Faced with such a magnificent and vast landscape, it's unknown what feelings it stirred in the rulers of the empire when they woke up each day. As for Qin Yu, a former gangster from the martial arts world who had crossed over into the officialdom as a "claw," every dawn was a time for scheming. However, these past few days had started to feel a bit different.
The reason was that every morning when she woke up, she would find a fat cat in her embrace, more comfortable and warm than any pillow, rolling around.
"You fat Pang Jiao! What kind of bad habits did you pick up in the Underworld?" Qin Yu got up and yanked on Jiaojiao's tail, flipped him over, and patted his belly.
