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C683 Lucid

Mo Shaobai sat up on the bed. His already pale face became even paler because of his intense actions. However, Mo Shaobai only frowned slightly and didn't let out a single cry of pain.

Experts wouldn't cry out for pain! No one would sympathize with the weak. Perhaps it was because his father had already internalized him as he grew up. Deep down

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