Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

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.

A helpless, amused sigh escaped him. "Sigh... I still have to bow, don’t I?"

He cracked his knuckles slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. "If it were anyone else in the entire Upper Domain, they wouldn’t deserve it. But... you’re my grandfather."

His lips curved into a warm, deeply affectionate smile as he lowered his proud head respectfully.

"Grandfather."

"Your precious An Mo has finally found his mate."

The silent courtyard remained entirely unchanged. No one answered him from behind the stone.

But An Mo didn’t mind. He continued speaking naturally, his voice soft, as if someone was quietly listening right behind the ancient stone door.

"You would definitely like her," he murmured, his golden eyes softening completely.

"She’s very adorable. Sometimes she’s incredibly smart, and sometimes she’s just a little silly. But no matter what she does... I like her. I want her."

A warm, dazzling smile unknowingly appeared on his handsome face.

"You have to bless us when I bring her here," he warned playfully. "Don’t be stingy with your gifts. And..." He chuckled softly, a deeper spark of desire in his chest. "You’ll definitely get to see many little babies in the future."

The moment those words left his mouth, his smile became even brighter, his chest swelling with pride.

If someone had told him centuries ago that one day he would actually look forward to having children, he would have laughed in their face. Perhaps he would have even thought that person had completely gone crazy.

But now? He genuinely wanted it.

He wanted to become her true, fully marked mate. He wanted to spend countless eras with her. He wanted beautiful cubs who looked like both of them.

And when that day finally came...

He would make sure all those arrogant old fellows from the God Clan saw them.

Those nagging elders who had pestered him for thousands of years to continue the clan’s bloodline... he would proudly bring his large, happy family right before their eyes.

Just imagining their shocked, speechless expressions made him feel immensely amused. A smug, triumphant smile appeared on his handsome face.

Yet beneath that arrogance... there was also a trace of deep nostalgia. His eyes quietly softened as he stared at the patterns on the door.

He truly missed this old man.

Even after all these years, he still unconsciously came here whenever something monumental happened in his life.

Although no one ever answered him from the void, he never stopped talking.

After sitting there on the cushion for quite a while, sharing his heart, An Mo slowly stood up and brushed off his robes.

"I’m leaving," he said, staring at the ancient stone. "The next time I come back... I’ll bring her to meet you in person."

He paused, his voice turning firm. "You have to bless her, Grandfather. If you don’t..." He clicked his tongue, a playful threat in his tone. "I’ll really get angry."

He smiled warmly as he turned around, his long dark hair swaying as he walked away. His tall figure gradually disappeared into the quiet exit of the courtyard.

Everything became perfectly silent once more.

Just then...

A single, brilliantly radiant emerald leaf slowly drifted down from somewhere above the ancient courtyard.

It gently circled around the space. An Mo had just occupied. It floated once... twice... as if chasing his lingering scent, before quietly floating back towards the centre of the yard.

Without making a single sound, the glowing leaf slipped right through the solid, ancient stone door, disappearing into the depths.

The silent courtyard remained exactly the same, peaceful and still.

As though nothing had happened at all.