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... th deliberate footsteps, he advanced towards the assassin, blocking Yun Qian Meng's view. He took out a multi-colored porcelain bottle from his sleeve and pulled out a piece red silk that was acting as its stopper. Then, with some malice, he crudely tore open the assassin's thin and gauzy attire, one hand pouring yellow medicine from the bottle into the wound. The assassin was in great pain, but did not speak, stubbornly gritting his teeth. He refused to show weakness in front of his e ...
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