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... ng’s dagger gently sliced across He Mingxuan’s cheek, crimson blood flowing and feeling the warmth and pain of it, He Mingxuan couldn’t help but tremble.
"Remember, this is the last time, otherwise next time it won’t just be your cheek that gets cut,"
"Get lost."
Listening to that icy voice.
He Mingxuan fled in panic, but as he turned his back, he also let out a deep sigh of relief. Although the process was terrifying, it was good that the desired outcome was achi ...
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