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There was a subtle fake smile on his face; it was obvious he was enjoying Deng Wu's discomfort. Speechless, Deng Wu's eyes widened as he stared nervously at Rong Xing.
Her smile was exactly the same as before, but her eyes now glimmered with a different light. How could she not know that Ma Kong was deliberately provoking Deng Wu?
"Indeed," she said softly, her crimson lips curling upward. "If you can't face your opponent, how will you protect me in the future?"
Looking at Rong Xing, tears welled up in Deng Wu's eyes. A puppy wouldn't appear more pitiful than the young man with dark circles under his eyes at that moment.
"Really?" he asked in a low and pitiful voice, causing Yan Xiaobao to burst into laughter. The others quickly joined in. Within seconds, Deng Wu's crestfallen expression vanished, replaced by a confident smile.
