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... ao’ai, but his raised hand remained suspended in mid-air.
Zuo Yan couldn’t help but laugh, his calmness barely concealing his excitement, and with a sinister smile, he said, "Kneel."
"...What did you say?" Nie Jiuque’s eyes were dark and cold, his voice icy as his repressed murderous aura surged around him.
"I told you to kneel, are you deaf?!" Zuo Yan suddenly went mad, squeezing Wen Xiao’ai’s neck tightly, his face twisted and terrifying.
"Zuo Yan!" Jun Moyan’s ...
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