Chapter 17

Chapter 17

This joy didnt last long.

Because everyone suddenly reacted as they reviewed the celebration live.

Even their majesty, Caesar, couldnt resist the smell of catnip, so would catnip continue to go live from now on?

Many people already had an answer in mind.

It wouldnt.

Who was Caesar?

The highest ability rating and youngest monarch in Interstellars history, and the one with the coldest personality.

Among the many rumors of the stars, his name as a tyrant originated from a snow wolf.

It was a snow wolf tamed by Caesar in the barren snowfields of the planet Apas, which he brought back to Perth Palace. Caesar was still a young man, his military and political power were not yet in his hands, and his cabinet did not care about him, so he decided to play with the wolf.

The snow wolf, which he found interesting, was brought and played with by the steward, who was about to stop talking.

The snow wolf was so fierce that it pounced on the cabinet minister and bit him on the artery at the neck. Blood flowed all over the floor, ranging in color from red to black, and Caesar just watched indifferently until the Cabinet Minister was drained of his last drop of blood before he lifted his foot and walked away.

As for the snow-wolf, he never looked at it again.

For it was tainted with the scent of others.

The instincts of felines made them inherently very territorial and possessive, and this monarch of theirs, Caesar, was definitely much more possessive than them.

At this moment, the netizens who were still laughing at Caesars real thoughts couldnt laugh anymore.

As fans of catnip, they realized that Caesar would only take it for himself.

What live? It didnt exist.

Their monarch would never share it with them!

After figuring this out, users were desperate.

Someone tried a dynamic: [@Perth, is catnip not even going to be put out live anymore QAQ?]

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Inside the auditorium, Caesar buckled the glass cover, and the irrational crowd was coming back to their senses.

They broke out in a cold sweat as they thought of what exactly they had just done.

They had actually surrounded Caesar!

And almost attacked him!

for catnip.

Thinking about the original reason, and thinking that if it happened again, theyd still do it.

After all, it was catnip.

As for Caesar, he stared meaningfully at the catnip, apparently having a memory of what he just did.

Caesar:

Sheesh.

For a long moment, he lifted his eyelids as if he wasnt the one who had just been controlled by instinct and snorted, What a way to cause trouble.

A look was then cast at the butler.

The steward, also no longer decent because he had turned into a cat earlier, smoothed out the creases in his clothes and asked, What is the order, your majesty?

Put this troublesome grass

The butler smiled and suggested, Put it in the flower room?

A greenhouse?

It was too far.

Caesar looked unchanged, Put it in the study.

He didnt show any fondness for catnip, looking arrogant and haughty, Its sunny there, so as not to be unable to feed it.

As if it was some great reward.

The steward said against his will, Its still His Majestys thoughtfulness.

Shen Tong:

He almost believed it.

Such a character.

Shen Tong couldnt help but think of that snow-colored big cat.

How come all cats were so awkward?

Shen Tong shifted in a rather good mood.

Perhaps it was because he read it that way, but soon after Shen Tong was put in the study by the butler, he entered the mental world of that big cat.

Caesars intention was to find out why Shen Tong hadnt appeared at the celebration.

I dont have these irrelevant things in my genes.

Shen Tong couldnt help but laugh, Kitty, that tyrannical majesty today, originally didnt believe it either.

Caesar:

The tip of the snow-colored tail fiercely shook.

Shen Tong didnt notice its abnormality, but gently rubbed the snow lions head a few times, Im going to water the bell orchids, or they will wilt.

Shen Tong took a few steps, and it was rare to find that the big cat didnt follow.

After spending some time together, he had already figured out this big cats personality, it was actually quite stalkerish, although it would always put up a high and mighty front.

Shen Tong laughed and came to the garden alone.

The Snow Lion didnt follow him, just walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and raised his eyes.

The young man in the flower bushes really resembled a lily.

The same softness, warmth, and

Caesar thought of that lean, tough waist.

It was fair and soft.

The lily of the valley needed to be watered, or it would wither.

The youth needed it, too.

He would have to be kept with affection.

Caesar looked steadily at Shen Tong.

Only after Shen Tong finished watering the lily orchid did Caesar close his spirit world.

It had to be said that Caesars mood was much more stable since his spirit world was open to Shen Tong.

He walked towards the terrace.

His footsteps stopped abruptly.

Someone knocked on the door.

Come in. Caesar spoke lazily.

Your Majesty. The butler pulled the door open and handed Caesar the terminal he was holding, Look.

Caesars gaze fell diffidently.

It was a development that had been posted a few hours ago.

[@Perth, is catnip not even going to be put out live anymore QAQ?]

Caesar: Whats wrong?

The Butler explained to him, The Academy of Sciences had a live broadcast for Catnip once before, so the netizens wanted to know if it would be possible to have a live broadcast again after Catnip was sent here.

Of course not-

Caesar didnt even furrow his brow, subconsciously planning to refuse.

He had come to regard catnip as his possession.

But before the words left his mouth, he remembered the youth.

No feline could resist the smell of catnip.

Even the youth of the Blue Star had the recessive gene for catnip in his body.

That meant he liked catnip too.

Caesar changed his mind and cocked his head slightly, Yes.

The butler was startled, Huh?

Apparently, he had no hope of Catnip going on the air before he came here.

Caesars voice was low and touching, I say, yes.

watered so his youth would not wither.

Actually, Caesar would have preferred to send it directly.

But he hadnt met him yet, and didnt want to be too rash, after all, he was still the Tyrant Majesty as the youth called him.

Caesar tsked a little.

Ah, Yes.

The butler froze in his tracks and said joyfully, Ill go and talk to Natasha.

Hmm.

By eight oclock that evening, the official Perth Palace account was updated.

Perth: To celebrate the tenth anniversary of His Majestys succession to the throne, Perth has decided to select the most popular dedication and host a live feed for it, so come and pick your favorite dedication!

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