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... in Xing Yan’s ear. Xing Yan opened his eyes in a trance and looked at the man in front of him. The stalker’s expression was dark. His voice seemed to come from far away.


“I thought that with a warning, fate could change.” The stalker whispered, “It’s naive to think so.”


“What destiny do you want to change?” Xing Yan could not understand, so he asked the stalker.


The stalker did not answer him. He was silent for a long time. In the vast sea of stars, he was wandering ...

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