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... slowly walk out, Chen Shanhe’s face turned pale, his fingers trembling slightly inside his sleeve.
He wasn’t panicked like Ichiro Toyota; instead, there was a sense of resignation.
Chen Shanhe slowly closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of the murky American air.
No one else disturbed him, including Lin Mo, who simply sat in the chair behind the office desk, silently waiting for Chen Shanhe to regain his composure.
Such a scene had appeared countless times in Li ...
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