After Faking My Death, My Defiant Disciple Became an Obsessive Mad Dog

Cold-faced but warm-hearted caretaker master, the bottom, VS obsessive, ghost-like disciple, the unhinged top

Ruan Tang never understood why Ying Yuan betrayed his sect, even as he lay dying.

He had found a child barely bigger than a bundle in the ice and snow, then gone to great lengths to nurse him back to health, giving him all the warmth and love he had.

Falling in love with his own disciple was nothing to be proud of, but he did it without hesitation, giving him his whole heart without reservation.

And Ying Yuan betrayed his sect.

He slaughtered his master's entire clan, then trampled and humiliated the heart he'd tricked him into giving, without a trace of remorse.

Ruan Tang's heart died. He severed one arm to cut off his feelings, offered his resolve to die to the heavens, and his soul to the wronged dead.

He had no face to go on living.

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When Ruan Tang woke again, five hundred years had passed. He had changed his appearance, only to hear that Ying Yuan had become a Demon Lord, crazed and obsessed as he pursued his departed master.

Ruan Tang scoffed.

Until one late night, he saw Ying Yuan holding the severed limb he'd left behind when he faked his death, unable to bear putting it down.

He carefully cleaned the sores on its skin and trimmed its overlong nails.

Then he smiled like a fool and laced their fingers together.

Ruan Tang: ...Where did this male ghost come from?!

Ruan Tang immediately took justice into his own hands, rolled up his sleeves, and slapped him.

The Demon Lord, renowned for his cruelty and obsession, widened his eyes. After a moment, he said something shocking.