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... him, threatening.
"If that’s the case, don’t think about coming to me when you’re sick!"
Qi Nanfeng’s gaze tightened; how could being manipulated feel good? He had already started showing symptoms today.
His body felt weak, occasionally heated, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
If he couldn’t endure it, he would face even greater pain and torture; his entire body would feel like it’s being gnawed by thousands of ants, with every inch of skin like being slic ...
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