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In Jiang City University, Wang Xian walked towards the first-grade pavilion after school at noon. Beside him, Mo Qinglong reported to him.


“Okay, I’ll go and get it back tomorrow!”


Wang Xian nodded. He went to the shop and looked around.


The first-grade pavilion was no longer open for business today. As for manager Huang, he had handed him over to Elder Qin to handle. As for ordinary people, he had to go through legal means.


With the con ...

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