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... w Ma Yunbin’s state, Qin Fan froze. Ma Yunbin had nothing on but a towel wrapped around his waist. His hands and feet were bound in cheap handcuffs, and his entire body was covered in red welts from a whip. Beside him, a young man with a treacherous expression held a leather belt.
"Holy shit— What’s going on here?"
"Mr. Qin, save me, save me!" The moment he saw Qin Fan, Ma Yunbin seemed like a withered tree blooming in spring. Forgetting the scorching pain, he shouted as if he ha ...
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