SMAAAACK!
The sound of the slap echoed sharply across the grand hall as Robin's hand struck Peon cheek with brutal force. The room fell silent for a moment, broken only by Robin's voice, cutting through the air like a blade:
"...I made a mistake the day I bought you."
"....."
Peon's eyes flew open, wide and stunned. The tears he thought had long dried and vanished returned with a vengeance, rising to the surface and spilling over as he looked up at the furious face of the man he called father.
"When I saw you on that auction platform, beaten, broken, discarded like trash, I didn't pick you because of a few basic cultivation levels. No—I didn't choose you because you had only one fuckin' arm either!"
Robin's voice rose, and with it, his anger. He reached forward and yanked peon's remaining ear harshly, his grip merciless.
