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... exclamation rang out, and a figure leaped forward, cradling the gravely injured young man in his arms, his face full of anxiety.
The Young Master spat blood from his mouth, pointed a finger at the person cloaked in black, and opened his mouth as if wanting to say something.
But not a single word came out before he breathed his last.
"This... this!!"
Holding the Young Master was a middle-aged woman, who looked in disbelief at the person dead in her arms, and finall ...
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