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... s my handprint on the contract to sell myself. I'm going to report this to the magistrate to arbitrate fairly for me."
If that person didn't have disheveled hair, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye wouldn't have recognized him. But when he started talking, his voice was quite familiar.
The two looked at each other.
"Is it Hu Cong?" He Zhiran wanted to confirm his guess.
Mo Jiuye nodded, "It's him."
According to reason, Mo Jiuye was not the kind of person who liked to ...
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