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The jar of wine in his arms landed on the ground with a bang. As if it was a conditioned reflex, Zhong Fu immediately sprung up and pounced towards Dongfang Weiming. How dare you bully my Little Mute? "Young master …"

Before Zhong Fu could even get close, the strong force of the impact directly blew him away and fiercely smashed him into the wooden armrest. When he landed