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r shoulder with the blade.Blood spurted out, and Mo Xiaobai ruthlessly pulled the dagger out. Zhu Li was drenched in cold sweat from the pain, but she didn't utter a sound. Mo Xiaobai shook his head,...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."He didn't know what to laugh about, but he was absorbed in playing with his phone. She had called him earlier today and said that Long Chengtian didn't need her company, so he asked her to come over e...