"It seems His Majesty is quite amiable, not as frightening as imagined."
"This position is not only easy but the monthly salary has increased fivefold, truly good luck... However, the personnel changes are too frequent, I must be careful and strive to stay..."
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The horizon turned pale, the morning light dispelling the darkness.
Footsteps echoed along the corridor, palace attendants shuttled between the pavilions, the Imperial City that had been silent all night was gradually awakening.
Inside the Quiet Room of Frozen Sky Palace, Yu Youhan sat cross-legged, surrounded by an enigmatic aura.
Her eyes slightly closed, she slowly extended her slender hand.
Her fingertips sliced through space like a curtain being torn apart, revealing a deep, dark fissure.
Within that chaotic abyss, a cluster of cyan-colored material floated, constantly changing every second, defying any description of its specific shape.
