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If Qin Hao had said this before, he would definitely have been scorned, but now, it was different. Even though he could barely stand, no one thought he was boasting.
Mu Linglong made a move, intending to come over and help.
Qin Hao glanced at her and scolded, "Stay out of this, women are supposed to cook and take care of children at home. Leave the fighting to men."
Mu Linglong's expression stiffened. What was this man talking about?
"What are you trying to prove? Don't you know the state you're in?" Mu Linglong rebuked.
Qin Hao had slain Huang Tian, but Mu Linglong harbored no resentment towards Qin Hao. Instead, she worried about his safety.
Qin Hao stretched out both hands, clenched them into fists, and laughed heartily, "Look at these iron fists, undefeated among my peers. As long as I have breath in me, I am invincible."
This was Qin Hao's confidence. Prouder than ever, though he was covered in wounds, his presence commanded respect.
"Make your move."
