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Aze panting heavily, leaned against the door. Upon looking up, he saw Nanzhi rolling up her sleeves, ready for a fight, and was immediately taken aback.

"Master... Master Dong?"

Nanzhi paused midway through rolling up her sleeves, a moment of clarity returned to her mind.

Looking at the severely beaten Shen Zhong before her, Nanzhi gritted her teeth and lowered her arm.

She couldn't, wouldn't act impulsively.

Even if she really were to kill Shen Zhong, she would still be in the dark about Miaomiao's whereabouts.

In that brief moment of clarity, Nanzhi took a few steps back and asked.

"Aze, have you found out anything?"

Lin Ercheng was just as frightened by Nanzhi's intensity a moment ago.

Perhaps, she was unaware, that the look in her eyes, was akin to a fierce deity's statue at the back of the village.

The look that passionately wanted someone dead.

Even though he and his brother grew up fighting, they've never actually killed someone.