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"Ling Hui, you should leave first or stay with the people of Heavenly Snow Mountain later, I believe they will protect you well."
Amidst the crowd on the Endless Plain, Zhang Xiangfeng's hands, clutching ten fingers with Zhong Lingsui's, tightened suddenly.
Zhong Lingsui felt a clench in her heart and looked at him, "Are you preparing to make a move?"
Zhang Xiangfeng smiled, "When a friend is in trouble, how could I not help?"
Shi Xiaole had said earlier that he did not need anyone to rescue him, which was actually an implicit message to all friends present not to intervene. Zhang Xiangfeng understood, and anyone with a heart could understand.
But understanding is one thing, and what to do is another.
Zhang Xiangfeng, looking up, smiled, "I can't let him hog all the limelight. After all, I am also a genius leader of the previous generation. Don't worry, I won't make a move now; that would only drag others down and harm myself."
