Yu Lin’s wild and untamed nature was completely broken and reined in after Yu Ling—a boy who looked eighty percent like him—joined the sect.

He watched with his own eyes as the Master who raised him beamed with smiles at Yu Ling, and the Senior Martial Brother who used to dote on him fiercely became at Yu Ling’s every beck and call. In the end, it was Yu Lin who looked like the outsider.

Later, the senior brother and sister who loved him the most perished in a demonic secret realm. Left completely without a shoulder to lean on in the Fusheng Sect, Yu Lin died in deep depression amidst endless belittlement and favoritism.

To his surprise, the moment he opened his eyes, he had reborn back to ten years ago—the exact day Yu Ling joined the sect.

In this life, Yu Lin looked at the substitute, Yu Ling, who had not yet entered the sect gates. He let out a cold sneer; the boy was nothing but a sycophantic dodder flower. Playing innocent and acting cute? Who doesn’t know how to do that?

……

Beneath the Guixin Platform, Yu Lin’s shoulders trembled as the corners of his fox-like eyes flushed red, brimming with tears—a thoroughly captivating sight. When he spoke, his voice carried an uncontrollable choke, making him seem incredibly obedient and soft.

The next second, he was pulled tightly into his Eldest Senior Brother’s embrace. He heard him say, “My darling, how could we ever not want you?” The older man’s coaxing words were beautiful, yet he failed to see the chilling coldness hidden in the shadows when Yu Lin lowered his eyes.

Having lost all heart to the Master who favored the substitute, Yu Lin deliberately distanced himself. Yet, he watched as his god-like Master turned frantically obsessed. Gripping Yu Lin’s hand so tightly that his knuckles turned white, the Master refused to let go. With bloodshot eyes, he confessed his love and begged Yu Lin about the words left unsaid in their past life.

Yu Lin merely gave a soft chuckle…

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