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"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll tell you."

Tao Xueke retreated backwards to avoid Mo Yuhan's whip.

"Speak."

Mo Yuhan's cold voice sounded in Tao Xueke's ears like Satan.

"That's it. I really don't know the rest."

Tao Xueke didn't dare to look him in the eye. She shook her arm and repeated the same sentence.

"Then let me ask you