"Take off!" Master Mu Zirong's voice revealed a hint of impatience.
Li Xin's face turned red instantly. She lowered her head, clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's cry: "I... I'm not mentally prepared yet."
"Why are you pretending to be innocent when you come out to play?" Master Mu sneered, "How about I help you?"
Li Xin buried her head even lower, her voice trembling: "Can you... Turn around?"
"I don't have this habit?" Master Mu seemed to find it a little funny, "You only have three minutes, I don't have that much patience."
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