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However, Fu Jingyi was already breaking out in a cold sweat. She trembled as she opened her eyes, only to discover that Gu Lingfeng's fist had already sunk into a large part of the soft sofa. Judging from the veins bulging on Gu Lingfeng's arm, the strength of this fist was definitely not weak.

"I don't hit women, but Fu Jingyi, don't go too far." "Stop!" Gu Lingfeng's asura-like voice rang out