The whip lashed across Lucas' body, and he winced slightly. Hearing Frederick's words, he retorted sarcastically, "If you hate me that much, you might as well kill me now.""You think I don't want to?" Frederick panted, exhausted from the beating, his eyes filled with malice. "Once I find Leo, I'll gladly kill you!"Lucas' clothes were torn, and his arms and back were bleeding, presenting a gruesome sight. He looked at Frederick mockingly. "Well, you might never see him, even in death.""You ungrateful son!" Frederick's chest heaved with anger, raising the whip to strike again.Lucas stood up and said coldly, "Save your strength for next time. I have things to do.""Stop right there!" Frederick shouted, trembling with rage, pointing a shaking finger at him. But Lucas never listened to him. He had knelt down and taken the beating today for reasons Frederick couldn't fathom.Despite this, Frederick felt no satisfaction, only increased fury. He couldn't help but think how much better it
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