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(This is an imaginative story about how love appraisers overturn their fortunes. Welcome to the pit.) I am a love appraiser, I charge high fees and I am playing games with the world. I sell my heartbeat and ambiguity, but I don't sell my sincerity. Innocent schoolgirl, glamorous lady, intellectual goddess... I have everything you want. Until I accepted a commission with a sky-high price, and the target was a man I couldn't understand at all. All my carefully designed scripts turned into jokes in front of him. He looked at my performance that was full of flaws and asked seriously: "Are you tired?" For the first time since I started working in the industry, I wanted to know - sincerely, how should I act?

After my death, his loyal dog became the Demon Lord, and he even accepted my enemies as his substitutes. When I came back from rebirth, I lost all my martial arts skills, my appearance changed drastically, and I was bent on lurking beside him for revenge. I poisoned him, and he helped me test the medicine; I laid out a killing array, and he personally activated it for me. Until he accepted me as his only direct disciple in front of everyone and protected me under his wings. Everyone said that Dao Zun pampered his little apprentice to no end. Only I know that every night he would retreat and beg for mercy in front of the portrait of me: "Master, Seventeen today... I miss you again." And standing behind him, the dagger in my hand slowly dropped.