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Chapter 38: Not Allowed to Do This or That Vast expanse of sea, wind rolling through layered waves. A young cultivator in white robes flew above the vast sea, his robes fluttering like snow, black hair falling against the white fabric, atop his head a fluffy tuft of snow-white fur. That round little fluffball lay atop his head, indignantly lifting a paw, then gently setting it down again, rubbing at the smooth black hair with its soft paw pads. Chen Moqing calmly raised his hand, brushing aside a long tail that hung down beside his face, ceaselessly rubbing against his cheek, then opened his hand toward the snow-white little beast on his head. Want a hug? The noble Demon Emperor turned his head away coldly in anger. No! Chen Moqing lowered his hand and stopped looking at him. Cang Shun: "......" Cang Shun lay atop his head for a moment, and seeing that the young human truly wasn't going to touch him, quickly stood up and jumped down. Landing in the arm the man had raised....