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... seemed devil-like, nodded frantically.
“Who arranged for you to come here?”
Jin Ling was just about to shake her head but froze because the pain in her neck kept on stimulating her brain.
“You dare to say!?”
Artwood yelled angrily from the other side.
Mu Fan only lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, stepping forcefully onto his chest.
A mouthful of blood mist sprayed from Artwood’s mouth, staining Jin Ling’s pristine white skirt red.
The ...
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