Author's Note: Once again, I warn you. if you hate LL to the point of madness, then welcome and enjoy.
If you only mildly dislike him, ship the chap. If for some reason, you like him... read it, you need to be punished.
This chapter is the most gruesome I have ever written in my life and I hope to never have to write something like this again.
This is your final chance to save yourself the trauma.
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Draco and Eva savored Local Lord's begging like a pair of wine connoisseurs who had procured a finely aged wine and had saved it for a special occasion or legendary chefs acting as judges on a cooking show between professionals. To hear the arrogant and conniving Shangtian beg like this only satisfied their hatred by a decimal percent.