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... ided; instead, she mockingly lifted her exquisitely curved, snow-white jaw.
Lu Ying was calmly seated on a circle-back chair, enjoying his tea.
The powerful sound of an approaching fist reached his ears. He lifted his eyelids, casually flicking the teacup in his hand. The cup, carried by the swirling wind, shot straight toward Shen Xinglei!
The teacup collided mid-air with Shen Xinglei’s fist with uncanny precision!
Though it was just a small teacup, Shen Xinglei ...
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