Reimburse me - it’s okay for others to admit their mistakes, how can you admit your mistakes, Elder Yang? Wei Xiao... didn’t you kill him yourself?"

Yang Ping's men in suits and leather shoes saw that the situation was not good and had already run away. While talking, Yu Lanchuan took the club, Yan Hao picked up the stick that almost knocked him unconscious, and Gan Qing hid his hands in the long sleeves of his coat -

—Three people happened to surround Yang Ping.

Yang Ping: "You are the one..."

"Hey, yes."

Gan Qing took off the somewhat stuffy mask. The tip of her nose was a little red, and the face that had been covered by the mask was covered with very fine moisture. There seemed to be some blood on her lips, but she didn't look pitiful.

She clearly didn't look like Wei Xiao, but her demeanor and behavior made Yang Ping suddenly think of that nightmare-like competition——

The young Wei Xiao has a taciturn face, but in a one-on-five situation, his whole person is impeccable. His eyes are cold and always downcast, and he seems to be humble, but in fact he doesn't look at people very seriously.

The hard work they had worked on for many years seemed unreasonable in front of him, and Yang Ping's bravado and confidence collapsed bit by bit under that look, completely gone.

He couldn't get out of this look for half his life, even when he beat Wei Xiao to death with his own hands to avenge his shame, his midnight nightmares were still illuminated by these eyes.

"I learned a little bit from Wan Muchun's sect, but I was expelled after I didn't learn well." Gan Qing gently lifted the long sleeve of his left hand, revealing the snow-white blades on his fingertips, "What a coincidence, I am a little disabled, you can
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