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Today, Chu Rusi seemed to want to become the perpetrator.

Her unexplainable fear was a type of despair that had been carved into her bones. It was the scar that had left a thick layer of ink on it at that time.

No matter how strong she was today, it was the part that she could not take even a single blow from. It could not be healed, nor could it be repaired.

She couldn't break free