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Rong Qin pressed a hand against the back of Gu Zhuohua, pouring spiritual force into him as if it were limitless, yet he couldn't stop the rapid drain of life. His usually indifferent expression finally cracked, fear filling his eyes. No matter what he tried, he couldn't ease the situation, only watching helplessly as the person in his arms grew weaker until their breath faded away.

"Hua? Hua