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"You. . . " Chu Zhaoyang could not help but speak. Her tone was very worried. The corner of her mouth curled up and she grabbed her arm. Then she moved closer to her ear and felt a powerful force pressing down on her, making her unable to breathe.

"You seem to be very afraid when you see me?"

No, that's not right. This voice is not him. . .

This time, she came back to her senses