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"Heh... Who is this new blood? Wanting to challenge our Mo family seniors so easily? You must be crazy." The taller one loudly chuckled as he sized Luther up.


"Wahhh... This guy looks really pretty!" The second one exclaimed with his eyes widened.


"Ya, he does look very pretty."


"Pretty boy, are you sure you want to step inside? It would be a waste to ruin this beautiful face."


"Normally, I would only prefer women, but if it's you we can work ...

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