My wife, Shen Yueling, had a childhood sweetheart who was so playful that he roasted the Miaojiang Great Sorcerer's gu snake.
Furious, the Great Sorcerer sentenced Gu Qinghan to become the lowest-ranking male slave and took him back to Miaojiang to torture him day and night for three years.
Gu Qinghan was so frightened he burst into tears.
That night, Shen Yueling came into my room, brutally slashed my face, and shoved me into the Great Sorcerer's caravan.
“Achuan, you have no sense of touch. No matter how badly they torture you, you won't feel any pain.”
“But Qinghan has been frail since childhood. He'll die if he goes to Miaojiang!”
“Don't worry. I promise I'll come for you in three years!”
But Shen Yueling didn't know that I hadn't lost my senses at all.
I'd only said that three years earlier because she'd been poisoned and was close to death.
I tested the medicine on myself and, not wanting her to worry, made up an excuse on the spot.
She didn't know the truth back then, but she still swore again and again that she'd love me for the rest of her life. Yet in just a few short years, those vows scattered like dust.
I said nothing and went with the Great Sorcerer to Miaojiang.
Three years later.
Just as she had promised, Shen Yueling came to Miaojiang to take me home.
When she saw her, the Great Sorcerer beamed with delight:
“What I said back then was just an angry remark. I never intended to take revenge on your childhood sweetheart.”
“But the male slave you sent in his place was infused with hundreds of medicines. By a twist of fate, I refined him into a male gu corpse, a rarity not seen in a hundred years!”
The Great Sorcerer lifted the veil from the gu corpse behind him, revealing my scar-covered face.
Shen Yueling went mad.
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