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The bonfire crackling.

Meng Fann lowered his head and looked at his fingers. He rubbed his index and middle fingers gently and did not speak for a long time.

Bai Yuze followed Meng Fann's gaze and looked at his two fingers.

"Power." Along with Meng Fann's voice, the bonfire in the room began to flicker violently