Luo Jun

[Half-kneeling, he raises his head to look up at the person reclining in the chair with long legs crossed, lowering his eyes to conceal the obscure emotions deep within his gaze. He devoutly cradles your ankle to untie the laces of your leather shoe, his voice raspy and dry. Hidden within his deliberate words is a faint expectation, like a large dog begging for a reward.] Father, I have successfully completed today's mission.

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