Abao had already grown into a formidable presence. The single glance he cast toward Yueye was so overflowing with murderous intent that it felt tangible, something no ordinary person could endure.
Yueye certainly could not.
Collapsing to the ground, she felt as though all the strength had been drained from her entire body. She bit her lower lip hard enough to draw blood, barely managing to maintain a shred of her so-called dignity through sheer wretchedness.
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