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Huo Churan laid on the ground like a puddle of mud, with only the slight rising and falling of his chest indicating that he still drew breath.
Only after a long while was he able to crawl to the wall, using it for support as he limped away.
Blood was trickling down from the corner of his lips, and the resentment in his eyes had become even more intense.
Fang Che! Mo Ganyun! Just you wait!
It was only the seething hatred in his heart that provided him with the strength to remain on his feet.
As he rounded the corner, he felt a hostile gaze, and he peered through his swollen eyelids to discover a thin, sword-wielding figure standing before him.
The figure was giving off an aura that was just as sharp as the sword in his hand, and it was none other than Ding Jieran.
Huo Churan tossed a few pills into his mouth, then scoffed, "Are you also here to kick me while I'm down?"
"I really want to, but I've lost interest after seeing the pathetic state that you're in. I'll be sure to come after you...
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