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Zuoyu paused, a wave of regret washing over him. Just moments ago, he had felt a pang of sympathy for Waner's loss, but now he couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

"Waner, what you truly care about isn't the life or death of this child," Zuoyu's voice echoed like a chilling wind through a canyon. "You just want to use her as a tool, a weapon to push me into confronting Hsu Pingjun