Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 690

Chapter 690: Chapter 690: The One He Longed to Tell First

The Upper Domain.

An Mo slowly walked into the grand hall of his long-abandoned residence.

It had been an exceptionally long time since he had last set foot in this place.

The enormous white pillars stood tall on both sides, carved from flawless, ancient stone. Below him, the polished white marble floor was so smooth that it perfectly reflected his elegant figure as he walked past.

The entire hall was quiet.

Only the rhythmic sound of his own footsteps echoed through the empty palace.

His expression remained perfectly calm, his hands resting behind his back as he walked forward with the regal grace of a god.

Just then, an elderly man in pristine robes hurried over from the side corridor. Recognising the aura, he respectfully bowed low, his voice trembling slightly with awe.

"Lord An Mo, you are here."

An Mo gave a slight, dismissive nod and walked past him without breaking his stride. Just as he was about to leave the main hall, he spoke casually, not even bothering to turn around.

"Prepare some good gifts for me."

"I need to bring them somewhere."

"Yes, Lord. Right away."

The old housekeeper immediately understood, a flash of excitement crossing his weathered face.

Without wasting another second, the old man turned around and hurried away to personally raid the vaults, preparing the absolute finest treasures in the residence.

Meanwhile, An Mo continued walking deeper inside.

There was a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. It wasn’t obvious, but anyone who truly knew his usually unyielding nature would immediately notice it.

He was in an unusually good mood.

No... He was truly happy. Completely satisfied.

For the first time in countless years, this lonely, cold residence no longer felt quite as empty. The lingering warmth of Su Qinglan’s touch and the sweet, seductive memory of her hands from the Lower Domain still vibrated through his core.

As An Mo stepped across another heavy threshold, the scenery before him quietly shifted.

The magnificent, shining palace disappeared.

In its place stood a simple, ancient courtyard, completely cut off from the rest of the world.

The air here became even quieter than before, heavy with the weight of thousands of years of solitude.

A soft, genuine chuckle escaped his lips.

"The old man’s place."

He slowly walked inside, his boots crunching faintly on the ancient stone path. Compared to his residence, this place was even more deserted.

There were no servants. Only an endless, absolute silence.

Yet An Mo did not mind the isolation. He walked all the way to the deepest, most sacred part of the courtyard.

There, an ancient stone door stood silently before him. It looked unimaginably old, covered with countless mysterious, glowing patterns that seemed to have existed since the very beginning of time itself.

An Mo looked at the door quietly for a long, heavy moment.

Then, with a sigh, he reached into his ring space, took out a soft cushion, and placed it neatly on the ground.

He knelt down.

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