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"How much durability did it cost?"
Yin Li and Ye Qian exchanged glances, both looking quite embarrassed. Finally, Yin Li bit the bullet and spoke up, "The stun baton can't electrify anymore, the crossbow can shoot three more rounds, and the boxing wraps have 30 seconds of attack left."
Li Qingming snorted and expressionlessly pulled out an energy block from his pocket and tossed it over.
With a red face, Yin Li caught the energy block and turned back to start wiping the crossbow, looking like someone who had been aggrieved.
This person seemed to have very thin skin, not taking criticism well.
But Li Qingming didn't lay into her either. He just coldly observed as usual.
Seeing her so aggrieved, Li Qingming became interested and stepped forward, saying, "What are you, a child? You're about to cry before I even scolded you? Alright then, now I will start scolding."
"Do as you please." Yin Li gritted her teeth, then turned back to wiping the stun baton.
