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The General let out a low growl, his hands frantically clawing at the ground, fingers sinking into the bloody soil, gathering lumps of dirt stained with his son’s blood into his arms.
In his mind, doing so could piece together the deceased child and resurrect him.
Jin Poshan watched the grief-stricken General with a sinister gaze, finding his actions incredibly exciting.
Helplessness!
Despair!
Sorrow!
These emotions were what pleased him ...
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