Dylan Mo's eyes were dark, and his gaze was fixed on the man he had longed for for a long time.
He didn't know when he started to develop this indescribable possessiveness towards the man who was his master.
From the moment he could remember, this man was his master. Although he was a master, he was not very good to him. He could see the coldness and ruthlessness in the man's eyes. At first, he was obedient just to make himself feel better.
But gradually, as he grew older and his cultivation improved, his thoughts began to change...
His eyes began to follow the man's figure involuntarily. He admired and worshipped this powerful and cold-blooded man, and longed to be as powerful as him one day... no, even more powerful!
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