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The air rushed back into Zi'an's lungs in big, deep breaths, dispersing the breath of death.,Now, hearing the master's command, I could no longer contain my anger. I roared, "Come on! Beat me! Beat me until you get what you want!",Eight years as an agent honed a will of steel, gritted teeth, shouldered the shame and pain that wasn't theirs, beat by beat, fresh blood spilling from within. The back was scarred, nearly broken, with every blow.。