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... ne was simply too bloody.
Each strand of hair was yanked hard from the scalp.
And with every tug, Lu Kun would tremble all over, emitting a whimpering sound.
But Xue An carried on with a calm and indifferent expression, as if what he had pulled out was merely a handful of weeds.
When he finally finished, Xue An patted his hands, nodding with satisfaction.
“Much more pleasing to the eye now!”
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