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Yi Hao felt that the current him was similar to the time when he was alive, barely able to stand on his feet. He had had enough of his cowardice in escaping.

Now that he could finally get rid of all these, Yi Hao lowered his head and looked at the calligraphy gently. There was a faint tiredness between her brows and there were traces of purple and green on her snow-white skin