The long sword hit the ground with a loud *clatter*, kicking up a cloud of dust. It was not hard to see how much pent-up frustration the person who threw it was feeling.
Wei Ling truly could not understand. First it was Ruhuahua, and now Brother Ting—what had happened to them? Had they been bewitched? Why were they all so determined to protect that outsider?
Zhongli Ting glanced at Wei Ling and let out a soft sigh.
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