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With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...",Yanji's fingers loosened on the dagger: "You talk a lot of **.","Looking, looking, I'm looking, I'll go back and look right away..."。