Jiang Yang pinched the chopsticks on her fingertips, shook them twice, she bit her lip lightly, her cowardly eyes lifted, and under the deep dark eyes of the upper Ye disciple, she put down the chopsticks, pressed her hand on the table, and got up with her strength.

She could sense the impatience in Ye Tushen's eyes.

Jiang Yang has always been knowledgeable, and he will leave.

She stood on one foot with a tabletop.

To facilitate her mobility, she bought a pair of crutches.

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