Although he was a bit older, his eyes were still as deep and sharp as when he was young. His mixed heritage made his features even more striking. He came to Qianyuan's side as he listened to the tapping of his cane, looking at her with an appreciative smile.
"Hello, my muse. The moment I saw you, I wanted to make you into the most perfect sculpture, but now it seems that the way your heart beats is even more beautiful."
"A perfect soul paired with a perfect body is simply a miracle."
"I can already imagine the amazed looks on the guests' faces when I show you to them... I will definitely become the most famous collector! And I will also tame the most dream pets."
Mr. Luo didn't care what Qian Yuan thought after hearing these words; he simply turned his head and asked Fu Buyan:
"Buyan, don't you feel anything when you see him?"
In front of Mr. Luo, Fu Buyan never revealed any of his preferences or habits, because Mr. Luo wouldn't trust someone with flaws. Also, if Mr. Luo had any leverage over him, he would definitely be threatened.
In addition, Fu Buyan himself scoffed at his collecting hobby.
He had always found Mr. Luo's methods of hunting and taming other races disgusting, not at all like what this guy presented to others. There was no redemption or warmth, only abuse, control, and forced subjugation.
Every collectible is bloodstained, a soulless alien creature.
Fu Buyan could only wander in this gray and white boundary, refusing to sink into depravity with these demons.
But now, Mr. Luo brought him to Qianyuan and asked him if he was moved.
Fu Buyan almost stopped breathing.
He seemed to have died for a moment, suppressing all thoughts and desires, before finally speaking in a low voice:
"No."
But Chiyuki also happened to swim over.
The little guy who got closer overheard Fu Buyan coldly saying that he didn't like him.
Fu Buyan saw that he felt nothing at all.
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