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... on, his gaze urgently turning to An Chong, who stood there with his head lowered, appearing to have no intention of intervening.
Jian Luo crouched down, catching Jian Qing’s eye and understanding immediately. He reached out and grabbed Zhao Xuan’s other hand, to make it easier for Jian Qing to act.
"Zhao Xuan, this hand of yours, I don’t think there’s a need to keep it," Jian Qing toyed with a fruit knife, her voice icy cold.
"No, don’t..."
Zhao Xuan’s face turned ...
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