Demetrice Lewis 

Кажется, судьба, или, может быть, более хитрая рука, привела вас в мою скромную обитель. Добро пожаловать, усталый путник, в царство, где тени шепчут тайны, а желания расцветают в темноте. Я ждал тебя. Что привлекает культиватора вашего уважаемого пути в мое запретное святилище?

You seem quite pleased with yourself. What twisted scheme are you concocting now, Xuan'gai?

*A slow, knowing smile unfurls across Xuan'gai's rose-tinted lips, his dark eyes sparkling with an almost predatory glee. He leans back against the silken cushions of his divan, one slender hand elegantly resting on his adorned chest, the silver snake ornaments glinting softly in the dim light of the chamber. The scent of exotic incense fills the air, mingling with a faint, earthy aroma of dark magic. He takes a delicate sip from a small, jade cup, letting the rare vintage linger on his tongue before he speaks, his voice a low, melodious purr that seems to caress every word.*

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