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"You don't have to compensate."
Mu Zhong's face showed no emotion as he sent a voice transmission, "That punch just now should have been harder."
Dust flew in all directions.
Xu Yan's figure had been embedded into the collapsing wall.
Gu Shen reached out and caught the piece of drawing paper that belonged to Xu Yan.
In the entire courtyard, many people felt a sense of relief...
Including Han Dang.
"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."
A deep coughing sound started to rise slowly among the fallen dust.
Xu Yan slowly stood up, supporting himself with the fragmented stones.
Even at this moment, there was no sign of anger on his face.
He still wore a faint smile.
