Although Lu Beimo was lying at some distance, his internal energy was profound, and his hearing was naturally far superior to that of an ordinary person.
He hadn't been eavesdropping on Chu Yueli and the others on purpose, but when it came to his future wife, he always paid close attention to whatever she said. At this moment, Lu Beimo felt rather sullen.
Ali wanted Yezi; she was swinging her hoe with such a loud, rhythmic clatter that even a fool could see it. It wasn't that he was unwilling to part with her—Yezi was one of his subordinates, and what was his was Ali's; she could have anything she wanted. He was simply puzzled: he was clearly the most impressive one here. In terms of martial arts, talent, and looks, how was he inferior to anyone else? Why was the "hoe" in Ali's hands swinging all over the place, but never once digging toward him?
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