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Ye Qianming watched the girl swiftly approaching him.
She looked quite disheveled, though the bloodstains on her face had been cleaned off.
However, because of the period of escape, she was covered in dust, mixed with sweat, looking no better than before!
Her clothes were even more torn in many places, and as she moved, one could vaguely see the gleaming luster flashing by.
Even though she seemed so miserable, raising her hand to call for help, he inexplicably didn't feel any hint of weakness from her.
Even that cry for help was full of energy and confidence.
As Ye Qianming squinted his eyes at Luo Qingtong, Luo Qingtong was also sizing up the man in front of her.
She had to admit, even with his face partly hidden, the man's presence and charisma were undeniable.
Looking at her with his head slightly lowered, he resembled a Divine King on high, casting his gaze upon his people.
Aloof, majestic, proud, and sharp!
Unassailable!
