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Suddenly, the scene changed. A vicious middle-aged woman held dozens of thin silver needles in her hand and jabbed them toward her face with a ferocious expression. "Ah." Lee Zhuoyan jolted upright, her eyes wide. A dim yellow wall lamp glowed in the room, and a sheen of cold sweat covered her forehead. She had been dreaming. She had dreamed of her mother and her sister. Her sister