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Ye Ningyuan, observing the fight from afar, saw her pale blue figure move as quickly as lightning. He secretly wondered to himself how Xunuo was still the most beautiful in red as that cold and passionate color perfectly complemented her temperament in the most beautiful manner possible.

A man who was punched afar by Xunuo knocked into a pillar aside, and some small stones from the already precarious building fell onto the ground in a clatter. Ye Ningyuan whistled and said, "Dude, don't level that building or we'll have to save on our graves."

The man, who was flung out by Xunuo's punch, was already feeling extremely embarrassed, yet Ye Ningyuan goaded at his misfortune. He pointed at Ye Ningyuan angrily and said, "What f***ing man are you to allow a woman to fend off your enemies? Are you such a freeloader?"

Ye Ningyuan tucked his lips in a loss. "Shouldn't one freeload whenever it makes sense?"