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From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,Zhang Fatty immediately pounced beside Liu Feifei, putting Liu Feifei on his back.,Jiang Qiyun's eyes revealed a hint of understanding, and the corner of his lips also curled into a slight smile: "Well, make your own decision."。