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Yang Wei pointed at the wet spot on Xu Haocheng's pants and grinned wickedly.
Flustered, Xu Haocheng dropped his sword and covered the wet area with both hands, feeling utterly humiliated in front of not one, not two, but four women!
He Yaqi sighed heavily, covering her face with her hand.
"How do I even defend you at this point?"
None of them could understand the intense killing intent Xu Haocheng had endured. All they saw were the two men staring at ...
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