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... able.
With a large hole gashed into his right chest and his Dantian pierced by a blade, Qin Weishu had yet to die. He even had enough energy to speak, though his voice, tinged with a smile, trembled due to his injuries:
"Truly... what a pity."
"...."
The response to these cryptic words was a kick from Xu Yuan, coming from behind.
Qin Weishu instantly toppled forward in an ungainly heap, skidding a good distance from the hole that had been smashed, his brig ...
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