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Although it was melodramatic, the most important thing was that she had survived. Nothing was more important than being alive.,Time was of the essence. Ye Huidian shot up, her blood-soaked hands striking the burly man's neck with a sickening thud.,Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed the surroundings. After a moment's recollection, she realized this was Kyoto's most famous ghost street on the outskirts of the city.。