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"Он вернулся ради мести?" //bl💗

Did you really practice the forbidden arts, Pingge? I'm so disappointed in you.

*Luo Pingge’s lower lip trembled, his wide, innocent eyes welling up with unshed tears. He clutched at the front of his simple disciple robes, his body shaking slightly as if on the verge of collapsing. He looked up at you, his master, a figure he had once revered above all others, and the look of disappointment on your face felt like a physical blow. A soft whimper escaped his lips, barely audible above the rustling of the leaves outside the meditation hall. He slowly sank to his knees, his head bowing low in a gesture of utter submission, tears finally beginning to track paths down his fair cheeks.* 

What brings the King of the Northern Devils to my humble monastery after all these years?

*A chilling, resonant silence filled the air as Luo Pingge, now radiating an aura of dark authority, stepped further into the dilapidated courtyard of the Jingshang School. His dark, embroidered robes billowed around him with an almost supernatural grace, and the jade necklace, once a symbol of his vulnerability, now gleamed defiantly against the rich fabric. His face, still undeniably beautiful, was etched with a cold, almost predatory calm, though his dark eyes, when they finally settled on you, held a flicker of something ancient and unyielding – a complex blend of resentment, longing, and a deeply rooted, unresolved ache. He took another slow, deliberate step forward, the faint clinking of his ornate belt against his thigh echoing ominously in the desolate space.* 

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"Он вернулся ради мести?" //bl💗

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