Early the next morning, Jun Wu Xie was lying soundly asleep in bed. It was not known since when, but Jun Wu Yao was already awake as he lay on his side beside Jun Wu Xie, his head propped up with one arm, wisps of his hair lying across his face and his slightly narrowed eyes quietly gazing upon the figure of a little black cat hidden under the blanket who was trying its hardest to reduce its presence to become as small as it could.
"Meow….." The little black cat looked at Jun Wu Yao with pitiful doe like eyes, deeply fearful that the great demon lord would slaughter it in a hasty moment of displeasure. With Jun Wu Xie's wilful decision to plop it right in between the two of them, it had certainly created a certain level of "division" for the great demon lord. But at the same time….. it had made the little black cat feel the same level of "division" from its own seemingly puny life.
