Why, even though I have fallen deeply into darkness, my disciple still retains such a pure heart? How beautiful would it be if it were dyed black? Hehehehe, my dear disciple, I can't wait anymore. Licking his lips, Fang Bishui covered his forehead with one hand and laughed softly. He is still so small, and his soft body seems to be easily crushed to death. His eyes are so beautiful, as clear as a stream, but he is... Reluctant to do it! So be it, teach him, torture him, and look forward to how he will grow in the future~~~~~~~If you can't satisfy me, my dear disciple, I can only~kill you~Hehehehe, never... Never... Don't disappoint me...