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was simply unjust treatment."Get lost, this is my turf, I'm the one who decides fairness." Wu Shuang arrogantly snorted, daring to talk about fairness with her She was looking for death. She would hol...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."gain. Mo Yao lightly spat out a word, "Get lost!"Just one word, and it sent a chill down your spine, like falling into an ice cellar. There was a suffocating murderous aura surrounding him, so sharp t...