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... tly, her beautiful face twisting as she gritted her pearly teeth, enunciating each word:
"Young! Master! Please! Slay! The! Spirit! Beast! For! Me!"
"Very well."
Ling Bai watched as the young lady’s fair earlobes gradually flushed red and decisively chose to stop while he was ahead.
This wasn’t a twisted sense of humor but a deliberate effort to plant a seed in the other party’s heart and leave an indelible memory.
Interpersonal relationships were an art. ...
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