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"You mean, this kind of worm? What was there to be afraid of?

She bent over and aimed at the snake's neck.

Her two fingers were pinching the snake, and the snake was making hissing sounds. Its long tail was wrapped around her white wrist, but Chen Nianran was smiling as he handed the struggling snake over to The Eighteenth Prince.

"Look, this kind of worm, as long as its throat is pincered