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Everything—had finally settled down.
As the sole victor, Chen Qing stood amidst the surge of blood, which was firmly suppressed by Lei Guang within the courtyard, turning into an immovable mass of Red Mud.
The Hunters and pirates outside the Red Mud scrutinized Chen Qing from head to toe, finding her presence quite irritating.
She looked so ordinary, after all. It was just that she was a bit taller, a bit more robust, and looked a bit smarter and more composed, but what was the big deal about that?
They had fought here for half a day, and yet she had ended up reaping the benefits.
Just as shameless as White Immortal!
Pah!
Complain as they might, and bitter as they might be, they had to admit that Chen Qing was indeed more formidable than they were.
After such a big roundabout struggle, they hadn't even touched a hair on Daliya in person, which was laughable if word got out.
"Creak—"
Among the murmurings of the crowd, the door to Lei Guang's courtyard opened.
