"...Do you know," Caesar said with a smile that was little more than a dagger sheathed in mockery, "that your sister lies naked in the bed of the Twilight Phantoms' Emperor at this very moment?" His tone carried a venomous sweetness, deliberately designed to sting. Crossing one leg over the other with leisurely arrogance, he laced his fingers together and leaned back in his chair. "Is this your grand strategy for wearing down your enemies? To be honest, it is… quite an innovative method. Hehe."
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