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"Zhao Meijie, we're finished now." I whispered.
The ghost lady's sharp, blade-like claws grabbed at my skull, and I could even feel the sharp pain on her face.
It's over. I'm waiting with my eyes closed for death.
In the instant I closed my eyes, I heard Zhao Meijie call out, "Little Fan," but I ignored him. In my heart, I said a word of apology to Zu Su. I was about to die