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"Mu Yang, what should we do?"

Su Muyuan nervously pulled on the corner of Mu Yang's shirt, her face pale.

"Don't worry. With me here, no one can hurt you!"

Mu Yang straightened his back and said firmly.

Especially when he saw Su Muyuan looking at him with anticipation and her hands tightly grabbing onto his clothes.

Tattooed Man sneered