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"Ouch…" Nán Wǎnyān involuntarily cried out in pain, blood flowing directly from her forehead. The man behind her growled with fury——,Nán Wǎnyān's memories merged with the pain, intensifying it. As her consciousness began to fade, she heard the man sneer and utter his final words:,With her skills, she could cure her own face in minutes.。