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However, just as Li Mo was constantly whipping out whip lights, Jiang Chong, who was on the wheelchair, was dressed in gorgeous silk clothes. He crossed his legs and smilingly stared at Li Mo, as if he hadn't moved at all.

Regardless of how hard Li Mo's whip image was, it was like a violent storm sweeping over. And Jiang Chong had only swayed a few times