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... Qinglan stared at the bawling brat, her lip twitching.
Oh, of course. The moment the little snot-nose hit the ground, every nearby beast turned to look at her like she had pushed him.
Really? she thought, watching the kid sniffle and point at her with fat tears dripping down his cheeks. I didn’t even touch you, you drama cub.
In her apocalypse life, children had two modes: silent shadows who learned to survive or feral street rats who’d stab you for a piece of bread. Thi ...
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