C63 The Adorable Angel

I soared to the other side of the city, flying far and wide.

The recent crackdown had been particularly fruitful. As I reclined in the One-horned Horse carriage arranged by Zheng Yueting on the return trip, I felt elated. Gazing skyward at the fluffy white clouds drifting across the azure sky, I hummed a favorite tune from my past life, thoroughly content.

Beside me