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... glimmer of the blade hurtling towards his chest, Lin Wanrong's heart lurched. This was not a mere act, it was reality. Swiftly sidestepping the strike, he winced as a sharp pain shot through the wound on his back. The assassin's blade didn't pause, transforming the thrust into an upward jab that aimed at his lower abdomen, the move even faster than before.
‘Damn it, thinking me as feeble as a sick cat when I hold back,’ Lin Wanrong roared in rage and pain. Ignoring the sting on his back, ...
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