A young master was born in the Prime Minister's Mansion. He didn't cry when he was born. He only looked at the people around him with a pair of blue eyes. His whole body looked like snow. If you look closely, you can see the blood flowing, and... He felt no pain.
"Your eyes are so pretty."
"If you want it, I can give it to you. I'm not afraid of pain."
"I don't want it,"
"You are a ghost, what do you want?"
"Well... I want... Your blood."
"However, I won't let you lose. I will exchange it for you with my blood."
"Why?"
"Because your blood is very useful. With your blood, I can save at least a hundred years of practice."
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