C354 He Saved the Abbot

Zhang Baigui silently placed the sword against his own arm, his expression unreadable as he looked at Mingxiu, hesitating to make a move. Mingxiu's eyes were filled with a smug smile as he shouted arrogantly, "Go on, cut it! I'll give you the antidote right away. Look at her—she can't even move. Are you just going to watch her die?"

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