Blackwood Fu walked lightly, deliberately hiding the sound of his departure.
I don’t want Luna Collins to hear it.
There was a sharp pain in my back and ankles, but it was nothing compared to the dull pain in my heart.
He supported himself with one hand on the thick tree trunk in the courtyard, covered his chest with the other hand, and lowered his head. He was like a seriously injured beast, breathing rapidly and heavily, as if trying to use up the last bit of strength in his body.
At this time, a very soft voice came from behind: "Mr. Collins, do you need me to call a doctor for you?"
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