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The monk looked up at her. The scar on his left cheek, which was as long as the palm of his hand, went from his eyebrows to the side of his nose.

His left eye was gone, leaving only a bloody hole.

"Give me a bowl of Grandma Meng's Elixir." The monk said, his voice hoarse.

Grandma Meng looked at the spot where his hands were protecting and said hesitantly