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On the carriage, Tang Xiu was worried about Wen Nanting's condition, and also worried about how Song Zhenxiu became like this. He was a completely different person, which was more brutal, sinister, and terrifying.

"To Ji Xuanze's place."

Song Zhenxiu kept his eyes closed from the moment he got in the car.

The veins on his forehead were bulging and cold sweat oozed out from his cheeks