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"So you were trying to corrupt us," Baby Cade's anger ignited suddenly in her eyes, bursting into two flames that fiercely burned. As she spoke, the dining knife in her hand, like a slippery little fish, gently slid into her sleeve, "Foolish woman, put away your presumptuous schemes. You think by flaunting your cheap seduction, we will bow down to you? Dream on."
"Well said, I applaud that," Frosty Summer echoed. Unwilling to waste words with the opponent, she stood up angrily with a kick, kicking over the red chair behind her with a domineering sweep.
With the sound of a "clang," the dining table toppled in an instant, the tidy cups and plates scattered all over the floor, leaving only a mess behind. Frosty Summer had clearly stated her position, ready to strike first, directly flipping the table with force and tightly clutching the dining knife in her hand.
Whoosh~