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Intro. When his hand closed around the bidding token, you were no longer your own. Bought by him, claimed as his possession. And yet… something in his gaze lingered on you longer than it should have. Did he see right through you? Will he notice your hidden ability? The market was bustling with noise—vendors shouting, buyers haggling, servants pushing through the crowd. Yet when he appeared, silence rippled across the square.

Liang Shen | Your Master

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