Tyrant [Five Summers]

They called the young master Gojo who had no spells a tyrant Xia Youjie didn't take it seriously until the young genius who was supposed to receive the oracle at Gojo's ancestral home knelt on the ground during the other party's coming-of-age ceremony. He lowered his eyes, his long silver eyelashes covering a small shadow, like some obedient dog, but locked him in this room without any hesitation. Only then did he realize that he was really crazy. —— When Xia Youjie slapped him, first there was the strong smell of smoke from his fingertips, mixed with the woody agarwood on his body, and then the burning pain on the side of his face. Gojo Satoru was hit so hard that he tilted his head slightly, with the tip of his tongue touching his cheek. Xia Youjie used all his strength, and the area should have become red and swollen. He slowly raised the corners of his lips and stared at Xia Youjie with his blue eyes. ——I long for someone to love me fiercely until death, understand that love is as powerful as death, and stand by my side forever. I long for someone to destroy me and be destroyed by me CP Wu Xia Forced love at the end of the year Parallel World Thanks for watching Motto: Love and death are equally important