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The moment Zhan Long’s hand clamped around his neck, Ye Haoyuan’s face turned deathly pale. An unprecedented terror washed over him. Killing intent. Though he had no real concept of the term, he felt its full weight for the first time. The stench of death flooded his senses from head to toe.
"Who are you? Let go! Release me! Release me!" With no hint of color left on his ashen face, Ye Haoyuan flailed his arms, his shouts intermittent and strained. < ...
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