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... The man sitting opposite him was tall and straight, with a device attached to his temple. His long legs were crossed, his eyes closed, and his sharply defined features were so handsome that it was hard to look away. Even with closed eyes, his powerful aura pervaded the space, creating an overwhelming presence!

If not Li Shengxiao, then who?

Cui Jiangjing, seeing that his questions were ignored, pressed on with persistence, “Big brother, it was you who called me early in the morn ...

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