Early in the morning at House of Vistaria, Dragon Claw enjoyed a delicious breakfast. He had a habit of eating meat for all of his meals.
He just sat there during those early hours and ate steak He did not care if it was bad for his health. His theory was, 'Life was short, so everyone should enjoy the moment.'
Even if he died right then, his life would be sufficient as long as he managed to enjoy it!
While he was eating, Heron walked over. “Master, something bad happened last night. I need to report it to you.”
“What is it?” Dragon Claw did not raise his head.
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