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"Sss!"
Qiu Tu sucked in a cool breath, then woke up amidst the soreness, checking his arm before belatedly recalling the glorious battle achievements of the previous day and night.
Thinking back to how he worked so hard yesterday, head down and toiling away, and to Tang Feifei, who was nearly broken from the ordeal, he silently lit a candle for his back...
It felt as if his back would never be of use again.
With this thought in mind, he slightly moved his thigh, and the soreness shot straight to the crown of his head.
"Let's light one for Yue Kua as well, he's probably done for too..."
While silently lamenting the intensity of yesterday's battle, Qiu Tu reflexively reached to his side, then realized that the spot beside him had long been vacated, leaving nothing but the faint scent of jasmine...
Although he had always known that their relationship was nothing more than a transaction, at that moment, Qiu Tu still felt a bit disappointed.