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"This is getting interesting."
"Zhao Yong has lost his temper, what will the Duan family head do?"
"With the two families clashing, there must be one injury, Jingdu looks set to liven up!"
Spectators showed a mix of emotions—sorrow, pity, secret pleasure, and excitement. Different people, different stances, and with different stances come different perspectives. Ding Xiaoyu's eyes sparkled with light, as if she were assessing the situation at the scene.
She noticed that Guo Yi's expression hadn't changed from beginning to end. His aura of aloofness remained unchanged, and those eyes, bland and unremarkable, were like those of a monk who had mastered Zen, seemingly deep in serenity yet undisturbed as an ancient well of a thousand years.
