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Zhou Ruo'an stood up shakily. The wooden stick in her hand drew circles in the air, bringing out the sound of wind.

"It's a pity I don't have my dagger with me," Zhou Ruo'an muttered. "Otherwise, how could I have let you live until now?"

She was clearly disdainful to be associated with him. The leader of the assassins was not a good-natured person