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... World, Fang Zheng felt like a salted fish... or a salted dragon.
At the moment, he was lying on the bed, with the Little Fire Dragon on his left and the little kitten on his right. The two little creatures were rolling around with Fang Zheng, yet... Fang Zheng felt like he had nothing to do.
Before Rebirth, Fang Zheng had heard a joke from a colleague: The real good emperor is not those who deal with endless affairs every day, but those who indulge in drinking and feasting every ...
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