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... piece of bone in her hand, destroying it completely. His expression changed several times. When the village was massacred, the century-old apricot tree was soaked with the most kerosene, yet even fire couldn’t damage that piece of bone even slightly.
However, with Qin Liuxi, it was burned to ashes.
This fire...
Qi Juren held his grandson close, his gaze wary, but considering his past actions, he stopped.
What right does he have to be afraid? For someone like him, ...
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