Xu Lin sat quietly to one side, his eyes fixed intently on Liu Feng. His gaze was as sharp as a falcon's, not missing the slightest change in expression on Liu Feng's face.
At this moment, Liu Feng's face was a picture of pain and distress. His brows were tightly knitted, his teeth clenched, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled ceaselessly down his forehead, as if he were enduring excruciating torture.
Seeing this, ripples of doubt stirred deep within Xu Lin's heart.
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