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The hand holding the hidden knife began to move slightly. A voice in Duan Leeyan's heart was telling him that if he killed Duan Leefeng, it would leave him with a huge chance of survival.

But why couldn't he? It was not like him, he was ruthless, dark, cruel, not the hesitant, soft-hearted way he was now.

"Brother, are you really angry with me?" Duan Leefeng was initially worried