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Chu Yueyao immediately exploded with anger, wielding a resplendent sword, and charged at me with loud cries.

Meanwhile, the Chu Family Master remained indifferent, evidently approving of her actions.

I sat on the ground leaning against the bed, casually cleaning the bloodstains from my hands, without even glancing at Chu Yueyao.

As she approached, I casually threw a silver needle that pierced into Chu Yueyao's knee.

Chu Yueyao lost her balance and immediately fell forward, her face plunging into the basin used to clean Shen Wuming's wounds.

Probably because Chu Yueyao's head was somewhat large, when she stood up, the basin got stuck on her head.

As she rose, the blood water from the basin drenched her white clothes, turning them blood-red.