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Murong Jue looked at Nan Zhijun's expression changing rapidly. He started to believe Lang Mu's words a little more.

"What's wrong?" After a long while, Murong Jue finally opened his mouth. Looking at Nan Zhijun's dead face, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

He had seen this look of incongruity on her delicate face more than once before, and again today