Han Yan sighed, his face was as usual, he just stretched out his hand to press the wound, and said: "Now that your revenge has been avenged, please wait a moment longer and listen to what I have to say."
"Even if you tell me to go away, I won't let you go!"
"Do you think I'm really afraid of death?" Han Yan raised his head, a sharp light piercing his eyes. His fingers could no longer cover the wound, and blood gushed out between his fingers.
Oliver Liu was stunned.
"The first sentence is, the antidote for separation is with the old prince. I know I told you, you will find it even if you risk your life."
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