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As he spoke, he slammed his fist onto the table. The table shattered, and blood trickled down from his hand.

The Vermillion Bird hurried over, and just as it was about to touch his hand, it held itself back. He didn't like people touching him.

She took out the ribbon on the table and said indifferently, "Pavilion Master, don't worry. There will be a way. Let me bandage it for you