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At this moment, Lin Xin felt grief, despair, loneliness, fear, and helplessness. In this sort of situation, she practically instinctively yelled out that name, "Cheng Qing!"

No one answered her.

Cheng Qing was not here.

He would no longer be like that morning when he suddenly stood up from the soup cake stand and extended his hand to grab the dagger, blocking her path