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... Jin maintained her stance, her grip firm on the gun.
Though both rooted in place, their eyes locked in a silent battle of wills.
With a derisive sneer, Feng Jue challenged, “Are you really going to pull the trigger if I don’t let go?”
Gu Jin’s finger hovered over the trigger as she glanced at Gu Yang clinging to her arm. Suppressing the urge to fire, she reluctantly released her hold on the weapon.
Feng Jue deftly caught the pistol, twirling it casually in his ha ...
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