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... ituation looks grim. If you dare touch me, it must be because you wish to die.” Rong Sheng’s eyes were cold as ice, their sharpness like that of icicles, harboring a chill more damaging than any weapon.
Chu Yifeng’s gaze was momentarily hazy. He knew Rong Sheng’s eyes all too well. Every time Wu Dao dragged him out to fight to the death, Rong Sheng looked at him just like this, saying coldly, “If you don’t have the strength to survive, don’t force yourself.”
How could there be an ...
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