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Zi Ye frowned as he looked at me. The purple color in his eyes was like a mana bead of sand that had dripped from a drop of water from the sky.

"Hurry up and leave."

I snatched the sword from this hand with my other, controllable hand, looking like a madman with schizophrenia.

And Zi Ye actually laughed at this moment.

"Don't be afraid."

Zi Ye took a step forward and said to me