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Ya Lanzhu did not make a sound. She knew Meng Fuyao's personality, and she also knew that Hua Zi would travel thousands of miles to help her, and would never let his own family be killed. However, such brutal slaughtering and viciousness were after all, because she, Ya Lanzhu, had been bullied.

You bully my people, I kill your entire family.

Besides, they were going to clash sooner or later, so there was no need to leave any legroom; Meng Fuyao had always disliked leaving things half undone.