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... her long snow-white legs, watching the blood flowing on the floor without any fluctuations.
"Yan Feng."
Yan Ye folded his hands on his chest, leaning against the door of the room in a spotless white suit, and said lightly, "Hurry up."
"Understood, brother."
Yan Feng smiled lightly, and stabbed the dagger in his hand with his backhand.
There was a click, and blood shot out.
I saw a young man covered in blood nailed to the wall by a burning ...
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