The Puppy I Raised Turned Out to Be the Imperial Marshal

[Interstellar | 1v1, Two Strong Leads] [Greyhound Marshal * Lynx Saintess]

Five years ago, Situ Yuan rescued a dying greyhound from an underground fighting ring. He was silent and feral, bristling with hostility, and devoted himself entirely to obeying his master's orders.

Situ Yuan taught him how to protect himself and survive in a dog-eat-dog world, even how to make his way with ease through high society.

Just as she was starting to enjoy having a dog, the puppy suddenly left without a word.

Everyone cursed Wen Liu as an ungrateful wolf, but Situ Yuan rubbed the temporary mark on the back of her neck and contemplated the news of Imperial Marshal Wen Liu's accident.

When they met again, Situ Yuan had become the Empire's only 3S-ranked individual and taken up the position of Saintess of the Holy Temple. Ordered to the border to soothe and heal the marshal, whose mental power had run wild, she found that the man locked up in layers of restraints had a familiar face.

The marshal, now revered by countless people, looked up at her in shock and disbelief, murmuring in a hurt, quiet voice, "Master... am I dreaming?"

Kneeling in the dust, he raised a hand and carefully caught his precious treasure.

Situ Yuan grabbed his chin, her gaze cool and composed. "Don't even think about leaving me again, you little liar."