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When we returned to our room, Shang Yu's brows were tightly knitted. He must have encountered some difficulty. "Shang Yu?" I looked at his absent-minded face and interrupted him. Shang Yu heard me calling for him and came back to his senses in a split-second.

"Xiao Jiu, how is your trip to the blood pool today?" Shang Yu came back to his senses, looking at me with a probing look in his eyes