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But speak of the devil, Yan Yu was at the school training the Shenxing Battle Team's junior members, and the girls waited at the villa, looking left and right for his arrival but to no avail, which left each and every one of them fuming with anger.
Even Chen Lingyun, who often feigned a sweet smile, no longer had the energy to pretend and just listened quietly as everyone discussed strategies.
"If you ask me," Zhao Yuanzhen began, inciting discussion with a radical idea, "we should string him up and give him a beating first. Slap him once, and if he refuses to come clean, slap him three or four more times in a row. Let's see if he prefers to keep his teeth or continue hiding the truth!"
"Sister Zhao, you think you can beat him?" Lin Ning expressed her doubt.