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... That uneasy feeling came again.

Luo Lie suddenly felt that something was wrong. He took out his phone and opened WeChat, entering the WeChat group.

Last night, Fu Yujing had notified everyone in the group and specifically asked them to go to Fu Ting’s rural variety show. He had even sent them the address, which showed the location of Lu Wantang’s secret chamber variety show.

However, in the morning, Fu Yujing sent another message saying that the address was wrong. Unfort ...

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