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Huo Subai did not speak and only furrowed his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the red wine that was streaking across the wall of the cup, sparkling and translucent like a woman's blood.

As he did not speak, Tong Yu was apprehensive, "You're still blaming me for what happened that year, right?"

Huo Subai's brows furrowed even more. He looked up, and his eyes became slightly cold