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The scar-faced man grinned cruelly and roughly tore open Li Qianzi's collar.,In the silvery flash, the disfigured face of Zi wasn't as panicked as before. His eyes were sharp and filled with killing intent, like a fierce demon from hell, sending chills down one's spine.,While the head of the Li family was in seclusion, his relatives unceremoniously disposed of her like trash and sent her to the Rui Wang Fu.。