C1355 CHAPTER1355 A BEAUTY BLOCKING A KNIFE

Futu Zhan's forehead was slick with cold sweat, reflecting the tension he felt inside. He found himself stuck in a stalemate, his mind racing with anxiety.

"I am the deputy hall master of the Samsara Palace. I hold a high position and authority... Even if I act, it's unlikely the Samsara Divine Realm would truly punish me..."

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