My master is the best person in the world
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That day was his birthday, and he happily cooked a large table of dishes. Before he could tell his master, the demons were attacking, and his master personally handed him over to the demons in order to protect all living beings.
Master, are these the sentient beings you protect? Did you see them, for a few taels of gold, they came up to slap you in the face one by one...
I'm sorry... Master was wrong... Let Master pay you back.
I'm really tired.
In the next life, I will no longer protect all living beings, I will only protect you...
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