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"Shoot me."
"Hiss—"
"Ah!!"
"Shoot me."
"Hiss—"
"...Why!!"
"Shoot me."
"Hiss—"
"Woo!!"
...
Yin Li had wanted to enjoy this for a few more moments, but the Dark Curtain had already dispersed leisurely.
In the faint red glow of dawn, Zhou Yaxuan was kneeling before Li Qingming, his body riddled with crossbow bolts.
The dense blackness had faded from his eyes, and the little remaining vitality in his body was seeping away like barely there wisps of energy.
"Why...how could you even see a stealth attack...it's not reasonable...damn it...it's not reasonable...are you a bat?" He stared blankly at Li Qingming for a moment, then suddenly let out a wry smile, "But you...you indeed didn't make a move... you've got style... Li Qingming..."
Li Qingming then squatted down in front of him and said, "Seeing that I've kept my promise so faithfully, do you have any secrets left to confess?"
