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Ling Tian then gripped the dagger tightly and headed towards Yin Qianyu, his frail body trembling as if filled with endless hatred.

"Little bastard. Don't come over here... "Don't come over here …" Yin Qianyu could feel the killing intent in the youth's eyes. Right now, he was not even as good as a cripple. Any one of them could kill him.

"Don't come over