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... he cold night air swept back into her lungs like a slap, and her body tensed immediately. She stumbled back a step, her eyes scanning his figure. Her arms rose into a guarded stance. If it came to a fight—then so be it.
She was ready.
Her body might be tired, her heart barely holding on, but she was still Hua Jing.
But...
He didn’t move.
He simply stood there. Silent. Still. Calm.
Watching.
After a few moments, his hand rose—slowly.
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