The Ghost King's Mansion.

Yan Mor Calamity sat in the study with a pair of panda eyes, somewhat distracted.

Last night he stayed up all night again, not that he didn't want to sleep, it's just that there was a woman who kept going into his arms, so that he didn't dare to move even a little bit, not to mention sleep.

All night long, he had kept up a single movement, and not only was his whole body stiff, but somewhere he was also soaring and aching. He got up in the morning ...