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... her me again in the future!"
Hong Qitian didn’t even lift his eyelids and picked up the teacup.
Fang Qingyu smiled, said no more, put the empty wooden box back on the table, turned, and left the Martial Arts Hall in large strides.
As he walked out of the ancient street, the bustling atmosphere of the city hit him in the face.
Fang Qingyu hailed a taxi at the street corner and gave the address of the building.
The car merged into the traffic, and Fang Qingy ...
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