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Wen Hui steadied herself and pushed him aside as if he was stung by a poison, stimulated by Qi Yuanming's boiling chest. The man's thin lips were pursed tightly, and he could tell that she was nervous and uneasy, as if he was a ferocious beast hiding away.

He was a bit annoyed. He would rather be knocked down than be touched

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