Chapter 175
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Ning Chuan's colossal serpent-dragon body, towering above, looked down upon the deathly pale Zhao Min as if he were a deity.
Those pale golden dragon eyes were filled with indifference and coldness.
"So this is... your confidence?"
His voice, like eternal ice that never thaws, made Zhao Min feel as though she were falling into an ice cave.
Zhao Min took a deep breath, forcing down the fear and panic in her heart.
She knew that if she could not handle this today, she would truly perish here.
She suddenly turned her head toward the black-clad figure beside her who had yet to act, her voice carrying a hint of trembling and expectation as she said:
"Mr. Xu, please lend us your aid!"
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