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When Song Chenyi opened his eyes, he discovered that he had been thrown into the white jade hall. He was seated on the seat belonging to the master of the white jade hall, Congealed Dew. She was staring coldly at Song Chenyi, her expression ice-cold.

It took a lot of effort for him to sit up, but he felt a chill at the back of his head. After resting for a while