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Hearing the wretched cat's words, Yang Zhen almost slapped it back, really starting to appreciate this bastard's thought process.
But then again, do Saint Realm powerhouses really suffer from insomnia?
If they encounter worries, I guess they might have insomnia too.
Yang Zhen pondered seriously for a moment, then nodded and said, "Maybe we need to tell some bedtime stories."
The wretched cat was startled, then stiffly said, "I told you, not being able to sleep definitely means insomnia."
Next to the Emperor Stele, Nine Dragons Great Saint opened his mouth but no words came out. A playful smile spread across his face as he murmured to himself, "Interesting little fellow."
