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In the dark and dank dungeon, a man lay sprawled on the floor, his hands and feet shackled. His tattered clothes could not conceal the wounds covering his body.,But his tendon was severed, and he was powerless. With a stumble, he fell down, the shackles clanging.,Lan Qingjia only felt her brain explode with a deafening bang, a piercing pain in her chest. She was speechless, only managing choked sobs and tears streaming down her face.。