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The red-robed man stood in the doorway, his hands clenched tightly to both sides of his body. Dark curly manes along the shoulder frame his cold face. His eyes were as dark as darkness, reflecting the torchlight that swayed like a demon's eyes. What disturbed Venus's attention were; Amerta's face and stature were far from being fathers, but were more like brave men in their twenties… with a more frightening aura.

The air suddenly blew from the open door. Venus stiffened. The aroma of Amerta's body is like fresh blood, but a hint of the fragrance of a rose somehow obscures it.

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