The Mad Hound Guard Kneels and Begs for Punishment: General, I Was Wrong!

[Ruthless General x Mad-Dog, Devoted Shadow Guard] [Punitive Favoritism] [Frantic Push and Pull] [Intense Angst and Devotion] [Love and Mutual Destruction] [Two Powerful, Mad Protagonists] [High-Stakes Twists] [Reversed Identities] [Compulsory, Exclusive Love] [Political Intrigue and Revenge] [BE Aesthetics] [Mutual Redemption] [Political Intrigue and Twists] [HE]

Everyone knows that General Xiao Lie, the Defender of the North, is cold and merciless. He is exceptionally strict with his shadow guard, Wei Yang. He severed a finger to enforce discipline and shows no tenderness.

Wei Yang is mild and patient, serving at his side like a loyal dog. For ten years, he has never left the general and obeys his every command.

Xiao Lie is the Defender of the North, a general with power over the court, decisive and ruthless in battle, possessed of unmatched pride.

Wei Yang is the personal shadow guard Xiao Lie trained with his own hands, the one who swore obedience after losing a finger and follows his every order. Beneath his mild exterior lurks the frenzied, obsessive nature of a wolf.

Everyone says General Xiao Lie is cold-blooded by nature.

Ten years ago, with a single slash, he severed half of his shadow guard Wei Yang's ring finger, making it a rule and training him to become a shadow with no weaknesses.

Wei Yang buried his turbulent obsession deep in his heart and pretended to be the most obedient of loyal dogs.

For ten years he followed Xiao Lie through fire and water, obeying every command and keeping his forbidden affection buried beneath his mild exterior.

But an imperial decree accusing Xiao Lie of treason shattered the peace.

Xiao Lie was thrown into prison, consigned to a dungeon without light.

The shadow guard who once followed at his heels with his head bowed had transformed into an interrogator in that very dungeon.

Dressed in crimson official robes, he held a long whip in his hand.

Wei Yang stood behind the torture table, looking down as he judged the master he had once served.

One icy rule after another came crashing down, and whip marks were branded onto the general's proud body.

Bystanders watched with cold amusement, laughing that the old servant was taking revenge and humiliating the fallen God of War while he had the chance.