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Yet even so, after Wang Ye's inexplicable antics, the little girl no longer had any desire to open the Third Battalion.

She had originally felt her blood boiling, her fighting spirit ignited.

After failing to open it twice, she had just been doused with a bucket of cold water when that bastard Wang Ye showed up.

And he had appeared as some cheat-system old grandpa, as though he were saying—

Kid, can't handle it, can you?

Daddy will help you.

The most fucking disgusting part was that she had stolen this thing from him, and seeing the situation was bad, he was now returning it with such a lofty attitude.

"Wang Ye, I fucking know you're here."

"I know what you're thinking!"

"Give up on that idea."

"Even if I have to waste myself to death or kill myself today, I will never open this passage!"

The little girl's voice was filled with resolve.

The next moment.

Wang Ye's figure silently appeared behind the little girl.

The layer of silver armor on her body seemed to sense him. It had only just begun to emit a faint glow, and before a phantom phoenix could fully take shape, Wang Ye dispersed it with a slap. Then, a pitch-black pill appeared in his hand, and under the little girl's shocked gaze, he shoved it straight into her mouth.

He even thoughtfully patted her back, helping her swallow the pill.

"Miss it?"

"My Stinky Pill?"

"Think about the smell that came off that Wang you respected most."

"Oh, right. I had nothing to do a couple of days ago, so I specially improved it. The stench is even stronger now—it can spread for three miles."

Wang Ye wore his usual gentle smile as he spoke.

As though it were merely some trivial matter.