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... stiffly in place as fear overtook him.
Looking at the crossbow bolt in his hand, he suddenly realized what Zhang Yi was implying. His face turned pale.
In his eagerness to show off and earn praise, he had forgotten that the bolt might be coated with poison—or even rigged with a micro-bomb.
In this ruthless era, enemies didn’t adhere to any moral code. If they wanted you dead, they’d use any means necessary.
“Slowly, put the bolt down,” Zhang Yi cautioned.
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