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Chaotic Flame
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"Is this all the ability the people of Sanctuary Hall have? They messed up their first commissioned task! Could it be that they look down on our dwarf race and specifically sent this newcomer to fool us?" The dwarf, Torlkin, swung his warhammer and smashed the conference table to express his dissatisfaction, his anger causing his unkempt beard to bristle. He grabbed the lord's collar and shouted loudly, filling the quiet meeting room with the heavy, boozy breaths of the dwarves.
The human youth, Grue, who messed up the task, felt as if his legs were weighed down by lead, almost unable to stand. He hung his head in shame, as if everyone's gaze was an invisible whip lashing at him.
The lord of Sanctuary Hall, Li Man, was tall and wore a well-tailored dark robe that accentuated his smooth muscular lines. His face was stern, and his deep black eyes were exceptionally cold, but he always carried a hint of a knowing smile, making him seem somewhat nonchalant.
Li Man Facing the sharp gaze of the dwarf, he revealed his iconic smile and offered a generous compensation as an apology that the other party could not refuse. Tolkien sniffed and loosened the grip on his collar, "That's about right!" As he turned to leave, an uncontrollable look of joy appeared on his face.
Li Man He smoothed his disheveled collar with his hand and walked over to pat Grue's shoulder, who had red eyes and was about to cry.
Grue had been secretly watching their lord with gratitude in his heart. He was not only grateful, but also deeply impressed by the lord's character. He treated every subordinate equally, whether they were noble knights or ordinary soldiers.
Li Man smiled and bid farewell to the others after finishing his business. He walked slowly towards the bedroom, and as he closed the door, the curve of his lips disappeared. He casually threw his wrinkled shirt into the trash and took a long shower, feeling like the disgusting smell of alcohol was still clinging to his body. Coming out of the bathroom, he sat on the sofa, drying his hair. Water droplets flowed down his muscular shoulders into the shadows.
Three crows cawed outside the window, and when Li Man opened it, one quickly flew into the room, blinking and tilting its head as it perched on his arm. "Mia, I've already arranged the affairs of the dwarves. The Dark Realm and the Empire are at each other's throats. Our business is thriving," said the woman controlling the crow, twirling her silver-white hair.
"That's good, Li. By the way, I'm willing to give up ten points to ask for a favor. I don't know who the Asp family has offended, but their entire house went up in flames. When I arrived, only Mrs. Asp's son had survived. Mrs. Asp is a good person; she once saved me. But as you know, the Salem family never welcomes outsiders," she added.
"No problem, I will provide shelter for him. This business deal is very profitable."
Li Man nodded, and the crow suddenly disappeared, replaced by a snake covered in scars. A cold, slippery sensation ran up his arm as the beautiful cobalt blue snake coiled around it. Each scale shimmered with a faint luster, like a glowing sapphire. The snake contracted its red pupils and closed its eyes, affectionately rubbing against his palm. Li Man raised an eyebrow, then flashed his trademark smile.
Hypocrite! Both people sighed in their hearts.
"You can rest assured to recuperate here, but be sure to hide the identity of the orc." Li Man rubbed the beautiful blue scales on the snake's body. Fu Liting lazily coiled around the person's hand and shook its tail as a response.
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