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But at this moment, the depths of his ink-black eyes held a bone-chilling coldness. He stared coldly at Lu.,If he could speak at this moment, Lu would have no doubt that this person could cut off his throat.,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."。