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... silently murmured to herself, slowly opening her eyes from the darkness.
She belatedly raised her head, staring at the Queen’s Statue bound by restraint belts. The cold blade was inches away; the dagger was about to pierce into Su Zimai’s head.
Su Zimai was momentarily stunned and realized she seemed to be lying in a puddle, the floor beneath her wet.
A moment later, she blankly lifted her head, seeing a shadow through her tear-blurred vision, holding a novel with a calm ...
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