I think of him as a fearsome god of murder. He was bullied at a young age, betrayed by his brother, personally led the army of another country to destroy his own country, and was sentenced to death by the monarch to whom he was loyal.
Unexpectedly, God would give him another chance to start over again with his adult body.
But he was entangled with this little brat who appeared out of nowhere, and for a moment his heart softened. His plan to return to the mountains and forests was abruptly interrupted, and he could only postpone it. He had no choice but to become an all-round master.
After finally raising the child, watching him make great achievements, and when it was time to retire, he was really happy.
During the day, he looked at the little apprentice's palace in the manner of a child born in my family. He was ready to retire the next day, but at night he was packed up and pressed on the dragon bed.
"What are you going to do? I'm your master!" Lin Penuo dragged his limp body back, sternly (and seductively) questioning someone who was pressing closer.
"A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I will undress my robe with Master." Someone looked at Master, who was usually unattainable and cold (cute), like a pitiful lamb, sobbing and throwing himself on the dragon bed.