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The person standing in front of him was no one else but the gentle and beautiful Master Fei Ye.

Wearing a loose robe with black and red stripes, he stood beside Wei Qiyang's desk and held a brush as if he was drawing something.

With a little push from her toes, she jumped right behind Fei Ye and held her knife against his neck.

The person painting felt a chill on his neck