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... d, in the silent atmosphere,
Chen Feng indifferently looked toward the distant room, where the middle-aged coach was awkwardly clutching his right arm.
"Framing, slandering?"
"With your strength, you think you’re qualified?"
As his words fell, the middle-aged coach’s face turned white, then eerily flushed red.
Pfft!
Suddenly vomiting blood, his body shook unsteadily until he was barely supported by his fast-acting disciples.
Then, amidst a ...
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