aw Ou Yan supporting the elderly woman's hand. His gaze couldn't move away for a long time.Those hands he had once held, were now gripping someone else's arm."Master Chen, why do I feel like I've met..."Ouch... It hurts so much, Uncle Song, it's Angela!"

Let go of your people, I am Dalena...

Song Jiuzhou saw them, and instantly guessed what was going on.

His niece should have taken a peaceful approach, not wanting to hurt them, but they were relentless, so she got beat up.

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