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Under the not-so-bright street light, Wendy saw that Hee Sheng had a long wound from his wrist to his elbow.

"Are you hurt?" Wendy said hoarsely.

"It's nothing, just a small wound."

"Does that man have a knife?" Wendy was too flustered by the scene at night, and when she recalled it again, her mind was blank.

"He has a fruit knife in his hand. It's not too fast