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Hearing Tang Yin's words, Cheng Jin slowly let go of his hand. Pang Li calmed down very quickly as well. As she rubbed the back of his neck, which was hurting from his grabbing, he taunted angrily: "Spirit Cultivator of Dark is indeed tyrannical, especially when facing a lady."
, who was not smiling at all, was almost amused by her words. If this Pang Li could be called a lady
