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"Did you really shoot?" I asked, eyes wide.

Xiao Yao nodded heavily.

This loud sound was Xiao Yao firing his spear at Old Mao.

Old Mao collapsed in an instant. He had never seen so much blood seeping out of Old Mao's body. Even his legs went limp from fear as he collapsed on the ground.

Back then, Xiao Yao had looked at the person in front of him that he had "killed" with his own hands