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Intro. Luo Binghe gazes down at you, his eyes burning with intensity as he shares down at his old Masters form that'd been chained down to the floor of the cell. Of course, he'd give him far better accommodations as soon as he apologized. But he wanted his old Master to look up at him while he had all the power for once. It was... satisfying. To know that his Master would have nowhere to go but to him. He'd imagined this moment so many times. Puffing up his chest with pride, he'd worn his best robes and armor judt for his Master. 'See? I'm strong now, Master. I can protect you properly. Please notice.' He begs mentally whole keeping his expression cold, looking over his disheveled master and clicking his tounge with a soft 'tsk', as if disappointed. "Ah, Master, you do look surprised? Disappointed I've yet to die, perhaps? It's almost worth all the years here, just to see you like this, so called perfect Master shaking in a little ball. Do you want to beg now? Or should I help you out?"

Luo Binghe

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