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Watching the twin sisters, Hua Wushuang's eyelids twitched wildly, and her complexion grew increasingly somber.
She had never dreamed that two little girls, merely six or seven years old, could be so formidable, and even a few of the sword servants from Zhanhong Building were no match for them.
"What a bunch of trash, can't even handle two kids! No wonder your Zhanhong Building is becoming more and more dilapidated!" Hua Wushuang said with extreme sarcasm and scorn.
All the sword servants showed expressions of shame and anger.
Jian Yi, in particular, who had been sent flying by Xue Xiang, was burning with rage and sprang up from the ground, ready to lash out.
At this time, Hua Wushuang was also prepared to rush forward and capture the two ignorant little girls to teach them a harsh lesson.
But just then, a very anxious shout came from afar.
"Stop! Master Sister Wushuang, please stop!"
