"Even an immortal of Sequence Four like me was bewildered by it.
"My Sequence Four, my millennia of cultivation, what do they count for?
"In front of the Prince, I am nothing?"
...
In the office.
Fang Xiaoyu finished reading an email, checked a few spreadsheets, thought for a moment, and placed her hand on the keyboard, ready to type a reply email.
Before her fingers could press down, she felt her arm being restrained.
She looked down to see a furry fox paw stopping her from typing.
"Huh?"
Then she saw the Night Cat's Eye standing on her desk, turning around and waving its paw, pointing to Bai Mo who was lying on the office chair with his eyes closed not far away... The typing noise is too loud and might disturb the master's sleep, not recommended!
