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... knife against her wrist—
Her eyes flew wide open, her body trembled nonstop, and her voice cracked with panic, “W-We’re cutting my wrist?”
Chen the Daoist tried to reassure her, “Don’t worry, not much. It’s just to lure the ghost over. Now stop talking, this is the critical moment.”
Hearing that, Quanran could only shut her mouth, her trembling eyes locked onto his movements.
Although Chen the Daoist said “not much,” he still collected nearly half a bowl of blood. ...
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