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... her arm was covered in blood.
She was wearing short sleeves, and from the elbow joint down, her entire forearm was covered in sticky blood.
Carrying a pungent, fishy smell.
Fu Shiyan’s brow furrowed tightly, and his tone became grave, "Injured?"
Jiangli snapped back to reality, "It’s not my blood, I’m not injured."
After speaking, she turned around, turned on the faucet, and washed off the blood from her arm at the sink.
The blood was quickly rinse ...
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