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Luo Jia's head slowly turned, those emerald eyes slowly pulled away from Chu Hee's body, turning towards the wounded face of the Beastman …

Qian Lia slowly let go of his hand, his fingers releasing each and every one of them. This process was very short, but it was enough to make people unable to resist holding their breath.

Luo Jia didn't wear much; he wasn't cold, but his skin was very cold