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Qinglong Fei

“Using a whisk as a weapon like this, you must be an old pervert who enjoys whipping while making love.

So, I wonder, at your age, can you still make your thing… up?”

As soon as she heard the words from Leng San, the high-born lady of the Deva Clan, Freya, held her temples and shook her head.

Qinglong Fei's face was twisted in an instant.

“Y... you!! Do you really call the thing that utters such filthy words a mouth?!”

The young man smiled… Back to the basic… At the end of the day, the young man's provocative skill always worked. A furious enemy would have more openings than a fully conscious enemy, especially for very experienced experts. No matter how furious an enemy would be, it worked well for Leng San.

Qinglong Fei whipped his whisk to create killing spears from its hair.