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Ling Ping'an sat casually, his hand gently stroking the pet in his arms.

It was soft, gentle and quite comfortable to touch.

There was even a faint fragrance in his nose.

The black figure prostrating in front of him held up a mirror-like object respectfully.

Ling Ping'an only glanced at it before shaking his head, "I don't need this kind of thing..."

He knew that the mirror could reflect the world.

It could look up the situation of the heavens anytime, anywhere.

But did he need it?

No!

As long as he was willing, he felt that there was nothing he couldn't know but he didn't want to waste his energy on these trivial matters.

Yes, trivial matters!

They were just boring and unimportant trivial matters.

Although he didn't quite understand why he had such thoughts, nor did he understand why he thought that he was omnipotent, but, that was how he felt.

He took it for granted that he was absolutely certain.