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... s words pierced the little fox’s heart like a sharp knife.
It shook its head frantically while hysterically shouting: “You’re talking nonsense! I have a heart. I can feel happiness, pain, and loneliness! And I have a name, Jiushuang! I’m not a puppet!”
“Is that so?”
Chen Sheng’s sneer grew thicker, “Then can you cry?”
The little fox was struck as if by lightning again.
Cry...
It seemed it truly couldn’t.
Even with a heart torn to shreds, ev ...
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