In the dark and dank dungeon, a man lay sprawled on the floor, his hands and feet shackled. His tattered clothes could not conceal the wounds covering his body.,Lan Qingjia didn't want to listen, because she knew that everything she heard would be utterly terrible.,Grab the tray's knife and plunge it deep into Lan Qingjiao's heart.。
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