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The dagger pressed against her neck, Meiwu's heart raced, her face pale with fear.

"Third Prince..."

"Who are you?" Helian Ze's eyes were cold as ice. The dagger left a shallow cut on her neck, not deep, but undeniably threatening.

Meiwu was at a loss, her voice trembling with anxiety. "Th-Third Prince, what do you mean by this? If I've done something wrong, please tell me