Before him stood Zhang Jie, with a dark face and protruding fangs, his body covered in fine scales, his eyes swirling with black mist, looking on the verge of losing his mind.
Xia Ren asked, "I remember you as someone who feared death. Why such a drastic change?"
Hearing this, Zhang Jie paused for a moment, then came to a sudden realization and said:
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