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TL: Zhao
Editing: Krisaia

Sai Gao stood tall in his white skintight pants and black batwing coat. Charmful as ever, he was the center of attention in the small town he stayed in. However, he had no time to mind the scrutiny of those around him — it took all of his focus to repress his urge to leap at the throat of the man standing in front of him.

“You’re alive?” Yun Yiyuan looked at the man whose demeanor did not match his appearance. 

"I’ve disappointed you.” Sai Gao smirked and slid his hand over the turtle shell he held. The shell had shrunk from pot-sized to about as big as his palm, and it had a smooth surface comparable to jewelry.

“Not disappointed. I’m simply surprised that you’re a guardian. I thought that you were a...