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Actually, Qin Yu felt quite puzzled. Back then, Fang Yourong and another person had also fought Wei Rui for quite some time. Judging by their output, she was far inferior to the latter. Why was Wei Rui picking on her instead?
Did she look gentle, beautiful, kind, and easy to bully?
But no matter how much she cursed in her heart, Qin Yu had no choice but to step out and make a statement.
"Your Excellency, I am here."
"May I ask what you need from me?"
The more polite and graceful Qin Yu appeared, the more Wei Rui loathed her. After returning home last time, the more Wei Rui thought about it, the more humiliated she felt. Naturally, she hated the instigator, Taoist Qingqiu, to the core.
"What else could it be? A few days ago, you were awfully arrogant. I wonder if you still have the guts now."
