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... arp!?’
’There’s no doubt about it. It smelled the blood from the gray mountain pheasant.’
Cheng Zongyang didn’t move recklessly. If he showed even a sliver of fear or any intention of retreating, the creature would see it as a sign of fright.
The only outcome then would be to figure out a more comfortable position to die in.
And so, he held his ground, perfectly still. If the enemy didn’t move, neither would he. They stared at each other, gazes locked, and his eye ...
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