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Lord Yuan Bao stood there for a long time…

Meng Fuyao nearly vomited blood.

Wasn't that copying her wrapping her fingers around Xuanyuan Yun by the throat and forcefully transferring inner energy to him that day? That legendary, "Meng Fuyao wins the fight against Xuanyuan Yun and is so delighted that she refuses to leave the stage", rumor, reenacted hamster-style?

Seeing Lord Yuan Bao with its head raised and an arrogant expression on its face, Meng Fuyao too raised her head and made a noise, reaching out to flatten the hamster.

Zhangsun Wuji blocked her, his eyes glinting as he laughed. "Fuyao, humans shouldn't have the same kind of wisdom as Yuanbao…"

Meng Fuyao racked her brains on ways to seek revenge as she glared at Lord Yuan Bao, who was returning to its owner without fear.

His lightning-white front teeth were half colored black, and it was clear that it symbolized broken teeth.

The rascal was copying her missing tooth!