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... itch black, the curtains all drawn. In the darkness, Li Shengxiao keenly detected the scent of blood…
His thin lips were tightly pursed, a hint of crimson glinting in his eyes. His sharply defined profile was as cold and smooth as jade, appearing calm without any change in facial expression, but a closer look revealed the tension in the muscles of his face, his noble and unparalleled good looks shadowed by a layer of frost.
Aside from the smell of blood, there was also the sound ...
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