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She should have stepped forward to comfort and encourage him, or even, like before, let his head rest on her legs, but she didn't have the courage to approach a roaring wild beast at this time.
Liu Ziyue lowered his head again, began to grind his teeth and curse, from Dai Faxing to Liu Yu, as well as his various uncles and brothers, ticking off each name, verbally quartering them all, his voice becoming lower and faster, almost hoarse with rage, Chu Yu knew he was probably about to reach the boiling point, yet still did not know how to comfort him.
