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Looking at his own dark complexion, he thought back to the four small creatures he had seen earlier, those with no weight and barely any meat on their bones. He couldn't help but feel sympathy for them.,The east bedroom was filled with cries, but these weren't the usual wails of a child. They were stifled sobs, laced with a deep, heartbreaking sense of grievance that tugged at your heartstrings.,Who knew, before he could even speak, Xie Yunjin suddenly turned his head, his brows and eyes cold and icy, like a shard of ice in the depth of winter: "Get out."。