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... ly to mortals.
Yuan Yao’s scalp tingled with fear, cold sweat dripping down his back. At this moment, the sharp pain inexplicably weakened a lot; he could actually straighten his tongue to speak:
"I, I was joking."
His awkward smile was filled with great fear and great confusion:
"I, I absolutely did not intend to threaten or kill you."
"Sigh."
Ding Ling sighed:
"You’ve already ordered Chen Lan to cut off my head. Telling me this now, do yo ...
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