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At the entrance of the Peaceful Duke Manor in the Golden Empire, Phoebe Phoenix, now five years old, had set her first goal in life鈥攖o become North Shaws biggest fan, for she knew he would be the future Prime Minister.

Even though... at this moment, North Shaw was in the middle of a fierce street fight with a dog.

Did conquering the world start with conquering a dog?

Despite her doubts, Phoebe waved her chubby little fists and cheered for the future Prime Minister in a baby voice filled with enthusiasm.

"Brother North is the best! Brother North, smash its doggy head!"

"Brother North, well done! Wow, Brother Norths moves are so impressive!"

"Oops, Brother North, be careful not to get bitten by its doggy mouth!"

Her cheeks flushed with excitement, her little face was so adorable that even when she was tense, it was endearing.

Her personal maid, Maya, was puzzled. She wondered if her young mistress had damaged her brain from falling out of a tree the other day.

Why would the legitimate miss of the dukes manor favor a mere rebel like North Shaw, even cheering for him in public?

It seemed that in the future, she must prevent her mistress from climbing trees!

North Shaw was also unexpected.

He turned to look at the little dumpling in the distance, pausing for a moment, a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Seeing him look at her, Phoebes eyes sparkled, "Brother North..."

Before she could finish, her voice rose sharply, "Brother North, be careful!"

Without blinking, North Shaw kicked, and the local dog traced a beautiful parabola in the air.

Phoebe let out a big sigh of relief, "Wow, Brother North is so amazing! That wretched dog, its so blind, daring to provoke Brother North, overestimating its own abilities..."

She waddled over to the future Prime Minister with her short legs, babbling compliments in a baby voice.

Her little flatterers appearance was even more dog-like than the dog North Shaw had just sent flying.

North Shaw dusted off his clothes and looked down at the little dumpling in front of him.

His eyes were somewhat cold, and he exuded a sharpness that didnt belong to his age, just watching Phoebe without a word.

Phoebe instinctively shrank her neck, thinking of the rumors about the Prime Ministers ruthlessness in her previous life, she felt a bit intimidated.

But thinking of the Prime Ministers future glory, she instantly gathered courage.

She silently encouraged herself, after all, she had no grudges with North Shaw before, and she was so cute, North Shaw would eventually like her.

She couldnt give up easily; she had to redouble her efforts to become the Prime Ministers most loyal little follower.

"Brother North, you are the most amazing," Phoebe raised her small face and said in a baby voice, her expression couldnt be more sycophantic.

North Shaw imperceptibly frowned, seemingly even more disgusted with Phoebe, and without a word, he turned and walked down the street.

His pace seemed so cool and detached, one might have thought he was a prince incognito.

Phoebe watched with burning eyes, no problem, this was the gait the Prime Minister should have, and she immediately chased after him with her short legs.

Maya was almost in tears, "Miss, where are you going? You cant run around the streets."

Ignoring her, Phoebe was determined to hold onto the Prime Ministers thigh, her short legs moving quickly, trotting after North Shaw, her little face flushed from the effort.

Seeing that he couldnt shake off the little dumpling, North Shaw stopped and frowned, asking coldly, "What do you want?"

"I want to be your little flatterer!"

A sentence that almost knocked the future Prime Minister off his feet.