Text third person
I am the apple of the sect master's eye and the favorite of the sect. Anyone who sees me will flatter me.
I am unruly and unruly, and I will be punished.
On the day of the sect meeting, I was drugged.
I didn't eat and caught the culprit - my little junior brother.
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I locked him in a dark room, imprisoned him in a cage, and used all possible means to humiliate him and trample on his dignity.
He was trained by me to be obedient.
The leash shook and I placed the medicine in front of him.
He looked at me with confusion in his eyes.
I slapped him in the face, and he swallowed his tears and obeyed.
It's so cool, so enjoyable.
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Later, the truth came out, but the junior brother disappeared.
I couldn't find him until Demon Lord came to my door.
I burst into laughter.
I insulted the wrong person.
Moreover... The person who was humiliated was the Demon Lord.
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Male protagonist's perspective:
When she was down and out, she tortured him, forced him to take drugs, and treated him like a dog.
He vowed to lock her in the Demon Palace one day.
Later...
The chain rings every night, and I ask for it every night.
Intent: Self-rescue plan launched