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... nior brother escorted Uncle Zuo back to his room, and in the middle of the night, there was a scream, yet he still hadn’t come out.
It wasn’t until the sun began to set in the west that the door creaked open and Uncle Zuo walked out, picking his teeth. Behind him was the senior brother from last night, now with bright red handprints on his face, a vacant look in his eyes, and a will to die forming.
"Ma... Martial Uncle..."
"Yo! This little brother here, waiting so early f ...
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