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With a swoosh, the sound of the fan opening resounded in my ears. A hint of coldness touched the skin on my neck. I lowered my eyes and saw the small fan standing by my neck.

"Yue Lao?" Is this guy really going to kill me because of what happened in the day? Although I was the one who made the decision, he was clearly the one who did it.

The old peach sighed deeply