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... early, you old bastard. You won't be waiting for that little bastard Li Xiaofei to come back," snarled Zhong Yuanbo, the First Hall Master, his face twisted in a vicious sneer as he held the steel sword.

"Ah..." Zhong Ling wanted to scream, but Zhong Yang swiftly covered her mouth.

"If you don't want to die, slut, you should be quiet."

The sixteen-year-old boy had a venomous expression as he threatened his sister. Zhong Ling was just a pampered schoolgirl and had never wi ...

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Pale sky blue hair fluttered finely in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips.

“Call my name.”

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My head quickly snapped up.

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His fingertips skimmed along my inner wrist.