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... and patted Bo Sishen’s shoulder.
Bo Sishen’s eyes darkened, he glanced coldly at Han Xiaoyue’s large hand and then removed it from his shoulder.
A tinge of anger seeped into his icy voice, "If you want to die a premature death, go ahead and try."
"Do you think I’m still afraid of your threats?"
Seeing Bo Sishen remove his hand, Han Xiaoyue felt a bit hurt, but he still smiled indifferently.
Bo Sishen’s gaze remained cold as he stared at Han Xiaoyue, leavi ...
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