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... " Mo Jiao’s violet eyes glinted coldly as he stared directly at the bald man.
"You saved my pathetic life; of course, it belongs to you." The bald man clenched his fists, his palms damp with cold sweat.
"What was your name again?" Mo Jiao mused aloud.
The bald man quickly replied, "My name is Wang Nuo."
"Wang Nuo, is it?" Sitting in the crimson chair, Mo Jiao tilted his chin slightly upward. "Then right now, die for me."
"Wh-What?!" The bald man was horrif ...
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