That was dirty snow, night, and a deep, shadowed gaze.
Zhou Liao wasn't exactly a thoroughly wicked man, but he certainly had a reputation as a rake. Then he got himself into serious trouble.
Zhou Liao closed his eyes, doused the new slave with a bucket of water, slapped him, and laughed cruelly. Seeing Qin Zhan's calm, unruffled expression only made him hate him more, even though the other man had done absolutely nothing.
Later, he regretted it.
A cultivation story set in ancient times. Apologies for the OOC.
Young master × unwilling slave
PS: Zhou Liao is still a real scumbag early on, and there will be imprisonment.
Starts July 1. Updates irregularly.
Theme: A cup of light tea with a little spice
