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Yan Qingyang's tears continued to flow. This time, they were tears of joy. She bit her lips and muttered, "I knew it. You won't die. You're so powerful, how could you die?"

Mu Tianhe looked at Yan Qingyang's haggard face with eyes full of pity and pity. Suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise. "You're so sad. Do you think I'm dead?"

Yan Qingyang nodded, her eyes blurry with tears