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I asked, word by word, with utmost sincerity.

I think, if it wasn't for Tang Lin Xuan, would I have died there?

"Nope."

Hearing my words, Kang Zeyu indifferently responded.

His words were very cold, with a hint of fear in them.

I looked back at him. My lips were dry, my throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton wool. It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't breathe