Fengge looked down as the prime evil lord's hand held his. He felt irritated. How long would he have to keep the pretense of being the good lovely grandson? He hated it. Just as he thought he wouldn't lose it any further, the prime evil lord talked.
"I was never ashamed of you." The prime evil lord said.
Anyone would have fallen for it. The former Fengge would have been more than happy to hear his grandfather say those words. But not him. He knew his grandfather. And for him, anything he said was a lie.
"Really?" Fengge asked playing his game of psychological warfare.
