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A pungent smell of blood crept up, making me spit out a mouthful of fresh saliva. I felt a searing pain on my back and suddenly looked up. Fury burned in my eyes. The memories lingering in my mind told me that the original owner had just been beaten to death and sent back to the underworld. That's how I managed to cross over and take their place.,Eight years as an agent honed a will of steel, gritted teeth, shouldered the shame and pain that wasn't theirs, beat by beat, fresh blood spilling from within. The back was scarred, nearly broken, with every blow.,"Stop wasting my time!" Murong Qiao said coldly. "If you refuse, we will follow the plan the Prime Minister had laid out. We'll accuse your mother of infidelity and divorce her. Then we shall see if that Yuan woman can survive with such a shameful accusation thrown at her."。