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The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,“Let him thrash about for a while longer, the harder the better. That beast enjoys living.”,Yi Shumen was frozen almost speechless, while the person who saved Yi Shumen grinned and turned to the crowd coming behind him, laughing.。