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d the dagger out. Zhu Li was drenched in cold sweat from the pain, but she didn't utter a sound. Mo Xiaobai shook his head, "You shot my beloved cousin's most beloved woman. This is payback, and anoth...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."troduced himself and asked him again. Mo Yao lightly spat out a word, "Get lost!"Just one word, and it sent a chill down your spine, like falling into an ice cellar. There was a suffocating murderous...