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As the lotus seed soup fell to the ground, Hua Ling fell to the ground and hit the back of her head on the corner of the table.

A muffled sound rang out.

She hugged her knees and cried.

With this collision, blood started to flow out from the back of her head, leaving traces of blood on the corner of the table behind her.

Yu Dali frowned as he straightened his torn clothes