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... t he tasted blood. His mind reeled with disbelief, fury boiling beneath his skin.
How? How did my plan fail?
Jian was supposed to die. He had planned everything meticulously—the right men, the perfect moment, the foolproof setup. And yet... Jian had not only survived, but returned victorious, smirking as if he had known all along.
And that man.
Bian's fists clenched, nails digging into his palms. Who the fuck is he?! The tall, white-haired stranger who had stepped ...
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