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Bai Yumiao looked at the scene in front of him slowly becoming blurry …

He closed his eyes.

At least, he didn't end up dying with grievances.

Bai Xiaoyou looked at the blood on the ground that was gradually getting faint.

He spun around, his hand clenched into a fist at his side.

No matter what, Bai Yumiao was still his nephew, and the two of them grew up together