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Mr. Ye was lost in thought just now and didn't have the time to come back to his senses.

Ling Xiao used this opportunity to smash his fist on the chest of the old man in white with all his might.

"Pfft!"

"Mr. Ye" flew out like a kite with its string cut, spitting out blood.

After throwing the punch, Ling Xiao's arm drooped down as well. The punch had drained him of almost all of his strength