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"But will Liu Qingshan come after me if I do this?"
"Come after you? What am I and that brother Xiong Er here for?"
Li Yanling sized up Liu Zheng, finding him skinny and not built for fighting.
"Do you have what it takes, twig? I've seen your noodle back, but I doubt you can fight."
"Not have what it takes? What joke are you making? I learned a few tricks back in the day, and I trained with this guy who knew internal arts. What you felt just now was internal strength."
After saying that, Liu Zheng suddenly slapped the table hard, then pointed at it and said, "Come on, look. What's this?"
Li Yanling went over, took a look, and covered her mouth in shock.
Then she said, "Liu Zheng, you're amazing!"
Originally, the table had no cracks, but after Liu Zheng's slap, a fissure had appeared.
"All right, I believe you now."
