"Your parents were freaky," he said while walking over to the whips hung in a row. One of them had to be the one they were looking for.
This place was like a sensual sanctuary filled with explicit artefacts and indulgent pleasures. King Luo had not much memory of either of them. He just knew that they had an unhealthy obsession with each other.
He had no idea what half of these tools were but he understood what the cuffs and chain at the bed were for. He just couldn't comprehend why that would be useful.
He picked up the chain and scrutinised it. It was of fine quality and forged from material that was difficult to break even with magic. It seemed his father didn't want his mother to free herself even with magic. While his gaze was focused on the cuffs, King Luo suddenly felt a painful sharp stinging pain on his behind. He turned around and found Qie Xieling holding a leather whip with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
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