Qi Benyu was completely unharmed, still elegantly dusting off his shirt, and said in an infuriatingly calm tone, "You're so stupid, you've gotten my clothes all dirty."

With such weak fighting power, they still overestimated themselves; they were truly foolish.

That's incredibly stupid!

History often repeats itself in surprising ways; this arrogant tone is exactly the same as that of Ji Muhan and Shen Shaolin.

That's why people are categorized by their kind, and things are grouped by their type.

Having known Ji Muhan, that cold-hearted and ruthless person, for over twenty years, I unconsciously learned all of his arrogance.

"Ouch."

Bang bang bang.

The people who were kicked away rolled on the ground in pain, crying and screaming. Qi Benyu was very impatient with them. He frowned, gave them a cold look, and they all shut up immediately.

"Get lost." Qi Benyu frowned impatiently. He found even looking at them offensive. He said sarcastically, "Don't make me do it a third time."

A bunch of idiots, they have no fighting ability at all but dare to call themselves masters in front of him, what is this if not asking for a beating?

He only used six-tenths of his strength and he's already crying and screaming. He's really useless...

"Let's go, let's go." The blond-haired guy glared at him resentfully, then slunk away with his men.

"So handsome!"

"I think I've fallen in love with him at first sight."

"I've decided I want to marry him."

"So handsome, I want to have his babies."

"..."

The girls around her were filled with girlish excitement, and screams rang out continuously.

Qi Benyu remained remarkably calm. Aside from glancing around with a worried look, he finally spotted Mo Qing at the bar, leisurely sipping a cocktail, showing absolutely no concern for them.

She even raised her glass to him when she noticed his gaze.

Qi Benyu's eye twitched. He really was looking at the girl. With that calm and composed demeanor, even if it were the end of the world, she could live a good life on her own.

Shouldn't he truly be worthy of being Ji Muhan's darling? His eccentric personality is really on par with that Ji Muhan guy.

As for the others, having learned from past mistakes, they naturally wouldn't go up there to invite trouble.

Forget everything else, they immediately cleared out the middle area and gathered around to watch this grand spectacle.

Anyone with a modicum of sense would know that both of them are highly skilled and have definitely trained; it's best to let them have the initiative at this point.

It would be a great loss if we were to mistake the mountain for a mountain.

After several rounds of fighting, Qi Benyu stopped underestimating Qiao Qian'an and began to concentrate fully on fighting him.

"How long have you been fighting?" Mo Tingqi narrowed his long, beautiful phoenix eyes and asked with a half-smile.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" Mo Qing tilted her head, thought for a moment, and answered him.

"Aren't you going to help?" Mo Tingqi's eyes paused for two seconds on the two people's struggle, and he smiled knowingly.

Tsk tsk tsk, he could tell that these two were evenly matched, and it wouldn't be easy to tell who was better in a short time.

"No need, Qiao Qian'an won't suffer any loss." Mo Qing watched the show with amusement, her dimples barely visible, and waved her hand dismissively.

You should know that the reason she learned self-defense was because she could never beat him in a fight, so she learned it in a fit of anger.

In the end, I still learned it... but I couldn't beat them.

Furthermore, Qi Benyu is not a member of the military. Unless he has undergone special training, Qiao Qian'an will not suffer much loss; at most, he will only get punched a couple of times.

Such a scene is a rare sight; when masters clash, every move is thrilling!

“I am that man.” Mo Tingqi raised an eyebrow and nodded towards Qi Benyu.

He simply didn't believe that Qiao Qian'an would fight with that man for no reason. After all, although Qiao Qian'an had a fiery temper, he was usually able to control it when he was out in public.

Besides, their family background wouldn't allow them to rashly do something so inappropriate...

Based on this calculation, the only person who could possibly anger Qiao Qian'an is probably the person next to him...

"You want me to go up and help?" Mo Qing looked innocent, touched her cheek, and said cutely, "Third Brother, are you willing to do that? What if your little sister's beautiful face is ruined?"

If she goes up there now, isn't she just asking for a beating?

What if I accidentally hit her pretty face?

She doesn't want to be that naive, like the silly, innocent heroines in TV dramas, with the personality of the Virgin Mary, who would rush in to help anyone who's fighting, only to end up getting hurt herself.

Isn't that stupid?

In all things considered, they weren't really anyone to her; one was at most a mortal enemy, and the other she had only met once.

"Otherwise what? You want me to come over?" Mo Tingqi raised an eyebrow, his captivating eyes drawing people in irresistibly.

Mo Qing's lips twitched. "I wouldn't dare trouble you."

She knew the deeper meaning behind Mo Tingqi's smile!

If Mo Tingqi had to intervene, he would most likely not try to break up the fight, but rather directly stab each of them with a knife.

"You don't need to worry about them. Let them be. They'll stop fighting when they're tired of it anyway," Mo Qing said dismissively, pursing her lips.

“I see that Rao is quite agile; he must have trained. Even if we let the two of them fight for a while longer, there shouldn’t be any major problems,” Mo Tingqi asked sharply and directly, his gaze deep.

"Hehe, that's right." Mo Qing blinked with a bright smile.

Why is she smiling so happily?

Naturally, it's because of her affection for Ji Muhan. Since Mo Qing, an oddball, likes Ji Muhan, she likes anyone related to Ji Muhan.

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