In Xuanbai's room, there are all kinds of torture instruments, old and new, which make people tremble at the sight of them.
The man crossed his legs, had two buttons of his burgundy shirt unbuttoned, and had a fierce look in his eyes.
His long fingers tapped on the armrest of the seat carelessly, making a dull sound.
Not long after, the door opened from the outside and several footsteps were heard.
"Brother-in-law, people have brought it."
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