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Helan Xi looked at him and shook his head.

"Your hand …"

He saw the wound on Ye Xiaochen's fist dripping with blood. Countless red flowers instantly appeared on the black floor tiles.

"…"

Ye Xiaochen's face was terrifyingly dark, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, as if they were about to burst.

"Xiaochen …"

Helan Xi grabbed his wrist.

"A Xi