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... ill you with my own hands?"
Qin Luan stared at Zhou Gu, his words toward someone he was obsessively fond of were cold, silent, and ruthless, "No one will come to save you, and you cannot escape the palm of my hand. If you feel angry or resentful, blame your own misfortune! Who asked you to encounter me?"
Zhou Gu was filled with hatred to the point of death, "I am indeed unlucky."
He looked at Qin Luan with icy disdain, "Even in death, I would not be with you. Even if you ...
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