"Tsch! You want me to strike, so I strike? Does this young master have no pride? To beat you, I don't even need to lift a finger!" Yan Fugui, caught in the act, didn't blush at all. He took a step back and hid behind Leng Qingxue.
Peeking his head out, he provoked, "Come on! Hit me again if you can! Aren't you tough?"
In this moment, he gave a textbook demonstration of riding on another's coattails.
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