Wusha was hiding behind Medusa, playing with some hair—specifically, Medusa's red hair.
Medusa could hear the conversation between Zhong Wuyan and Poseibei just as well, but she had not the slightest interest in things like Phoenix Wing Battle Boots or flats.
Instead, Medusa was quite fond of Wusha's long legs. She had been observing them these past few days, and under the vast heavens, there simply weren't any legs more beautiful than those of that stinky white-haired brat.
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