Asher Mo tried to speak several times, but he only moved his lips. His temples were almost throbbing with pain, and his blood was rushing wildly, but he felt that his blood was no longer hot, but cold, icy. During his struggle, even his fingertips were getting colder.
"Master."
...
"Actually... I..." He finally spoke, but after saying only three or four words, he became confused and collapsed again.
Why did he say that?
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