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"No, I do not dislike you." Meng Fuyao turned around and shook her finger in his face, much to Yan Jingchen's surprise. "I am disgusted with you. Just talking to you makes me want to puke," she continued.

She ignored Yan Jingchen, walking away in big strides. Yan Jingchen begged. "Fuyao, please give me another chance, and… give yourself another chance too…"

Without turning back, she shook her head and said, "Sect leader Yan, those blinded by greed do not deserve any chances."

The man behind her did not utter another word though she could hear the sounds of him trying to adjust his breath. She laughed grimly as she thought to herself, 'You want to fight? Very well, today shall be the day Pei Yuan becomes a widow.'