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The terrifying red dance shoes, which seemed like a deathly curse, now lay quietly not far away, at a distance of less than two hand spans from Lou Lan's foot.
But that was enough!
The two exhausted individuals froze for a moment before Chen Zhi was the first to react. He immediately staggered forward a few steps, scooped the collapsed Lou Lan into his arms, and quickly wrapped her feet with his clothes, fearing that the eerie red shoes would slip on again.
No matter how comfortable a pair of shoes might be, dancing non-stop for over ten hours would inevitably injure one's feet. And considering the red dance shoes were essentially high heels, the soft soles and tops of her feet were a bloody, fleshly blur. Starting with blisters that burst, to bleeding, to being abraded inch by inch... her feet were now a ghastly sight, too horrific to bear.
