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That patch of dried blood had been wiped clean, but that bloody scene couldn't be erased from her mind. On the contrary, as she looked at his hand, memories of the past surfaced in her mind. She slowly released Qi Mo's hand and muttered, "Do they all deserve to die?"

Had he not mistakenly killed him? Are those people so damn hateful?

Qi Mo pursed his lips, not saying a word