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Chapter 963: Put on Your Mask

    

ined crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if..., the resolute expression perfectly mirrored a memory.For a moment, I felt as if I had been transported back decades.Let me know if you have other content you'd like me to translate!She gently reached...