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It was nearing the end of the year, countless gatherings filled the restaurant with a lively crowd. Many people noticed the scene unfolding and turned to watch.
Chen Bi was a frazzled mess, nothing like the elegance Lin Wei saw in her last encounter. She looked as though she had aged ten years in an instant, her eyes dull and lifeless, even the wrinkles around her eyes were more pronounced.
In her hand, she held a fruit knife, its blade gleaming coldly, stained red with blood.
A deep, long slice had been made on Jiang Yongshi's left arm, his clothes soaked with blood. Bright red blood oozed out, dripping down his arm onto the floor.
The scene was so sudden that it took a while for Lin Wei and Jiang Su to react. The two only returned to their senses one after another.
Fearing that Chen Bi might wield her knife again, Lin Wei took two hurried steps forward, positioning herself in front of Jiang Su and Jiang Yongshi.
