"Are you sick in the head?" Xie Xiaowei stared at Wang Han.
"If you really took it, throw it away. That thing isn't clean. It’s saturated with death energy, which is highly detrimental to your own vital energy. It could even cost you your life."
"Death energy?" Xie Xiaowei turned back and sneered. "What the hell century do you think this is? Death energy? Vital energy? Do you even believe that nonsense yourself? It’s the modern age; stop with the superstitious crap!"
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