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Feeling a lump of burning charcoal in his hand, he didn’t know whether to hold on or to let go.
D*mn it!
Ai Hui couldn’t help but curse inwardly. He had no idea whom he was cursing at either.The motionless body in his arms wasn’t putting up any resistance at all. From a fighter’s point of view that was a good thing, but why was he feeling this unreasonable sense of guilt?
Seconds felt like years as he became drenched in sweat.
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