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Chapter 892

Chapter 892

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Zhen Jianqiang sat down against the wall, his clothes soaked with sweat. The wound where his finger had been severed was gradually scabbing over, and the bleeding had stopped. "If I tell you, will you really spare me?" he asked. "Cut the crap and talk!" Lěng Yè urged. "Fan Lizhen is currently hiding out with City Lord Ruan Dilong," Zhen Jianqiang revealed. "She needed a safe place, and the Lord's Mansion is obviously the best choice."

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