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"Puff!"

Buckling under the immense pressure, Master Lou couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Master Lou, what's wrong?" Pan Ying Daru, who was right beside him, exclaimed in alarm and quickly inquired.

Gone was Master Lou's previous poise and composure; he was now a picture of disarray.

Blood continued to pour from his mouth as his chair shattered with a resounding crash