It's Broken. the Pet Shop Has Become a Shelter for Elves.

My name is Chen Nian, I am twenty-two years old. I was appointed as the pet store manager by my unreliable parents just after graduation. When I was cleaning up the shop, I found a sandalwood box with an exquisite card lying inside. There is a raccoon cat drawn on the card. He is majestic and has stern eyes, like a general who has just returned from the battlefield victoriously. The painter is so good. It's so good that it doesn't look like a painting, it looks like it was originally there. I didn't pay attention, just put the card into my pocket and continued to move bricks. That night, I was woken up by something. In the moonlight, a civet cat squatted on my pillow, its tail wrapped around its front paws, and its golden eyes looked at me condescendingly. It spoke in human language: "Are you my servant?" Me:? ? ? Later I learned that it was called Wushuang, the unparalleled Wushuang in the world. And, I seem to be in trouble.