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"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Fang Yu asked, frowning. "It's already so late… why…" her gaze turned towards her tent. Slowly, her expressions change. "Who would dare attack my tent?"
Because of Fang Yu's words, everyone who originally came here and saw Xiawen Dong lying in his own pool of blood, recalled why they tried to call out Fang Yu. Under their gaze, Fang Yu marched towards her tent, Mo Li following behind her.
"Who—" Seeing the blood ...
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