From start to finish, Feng Lie looked indifferently at the man before him, his eyes utterly devoid of warmth, his entire being radiating a cold and stark aura.
Hmm, such a man, akin to an ant, simply leaves no room for pleasantries.
Taking down a man like this, in Feng Lie's view, feels like dirtying his own hands.
If it weren't for Qin Mu's sake, he would find it disgusting to even glance at such a man.
Wu Kun was utterly dejected, having lost the ability to speak, his gaze vacant.
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Mu Wan looked at Wu Kun, pursed her lips, her small hands intertwined together, as she gazed at the man's despondent and hopeless demeanor, she tugged at the corner of her lips.
He brought Mu Qingqiu…a lifetime of harm.
If…Mu Qingqiu had not encountered a scum like Wu Kun during her school days.
Perhaps…the situation would have been different.
Thinking of this, Mu Wan felt a pang of regret for Mu Qingqiu.
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