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Lason sat beside Li Zhongxin, an elegant European with dark, beautiful eyes and eyes that were so cold they penetrated the body. The texture of the silk was white, and it didn't look very strong. He tilted his head and sneered. He said in Chinese, which was not quite the standard, beside Li Zhongxin's ear, "You can only die after he is dead."

A hint of coldness flashed across Li Zhongxin's eyes