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I was frightened by the face in front of me. My scalp tightened and I instinctively thrust the bamboo knife that was in my palm towards its face.

"Ahh …"

The owner of the face let out a cry and fell to the ground, along with the stool.

When I looked again, I felt a pang of fear.

What kind of face did he have, the one who fell was Zhu Anbin.

Even if he was pestered by evil