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In the kitchen, Gu Zhun held the knife again. Gu Zhun trembled as he held the kitchen knife in one hand while supporting the fish that was about to be killed with the other. The knife was held in the air and did not fall for a long time, as if the air had frozen.

"Gu Zhun..." "Don't force yourself …" Zhang Heng advised on the side. Zhang Heng also understood Gu Zhun's stubborn temper