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A faint smile graced Feng Zhentian's face, though his complexion was ashen, devoid of any color, resembling that of a corpse.

Panic shone in Wang Anqi's eyes. "Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you?"

With considerable effort, Feng Zhentian gestured reassuringly. "Anqi, there's no need to worry. I'm not going to die. I've just overexerted myself, that's all. A little rest and I'll be fine