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... he wall, coldly watching the four people looking back at him.
He didn’t speak, but the chill emanating from him had already made them inexplicably anxious, even Zoe Quinn’s sobbing had quieted down.
"I don’t have such poor taste!"
The words came out with a hint of sarcasm, making Zoe Quinn, who was lying on the hospital bed, look even paler, her body trembled slightly, tears quickly slid from her eyes. Before she could burst into another act and call "Brother Ethan," Etha ...
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