Chapter 23
Author: Pen thinker
last update2025-02-20 22:20:13

The morning light streamed through the grand windows of Celestial Manor, casting a soft glow over the polished floors.

Raymond sat on the plush leather couch, sipping a cup of black coffee. His mind was sharp, his body energized from the cultivation he had practiced all night.

Just then, his phone vibrated on the coffee table. He glanced at the screen—Malisa.

He picked up.

“Hello, Malisa. What is it?”

On the other end, Malisa let out a soft chuckle.

“That’s not how you greet someone who
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