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... at’s how it is."
Jiang Yi nodded repeatedly, as if a great doubt had been cleared and he’d had an epiphany.
This sight only infuriated Yang Xun more. He wished he could dig up Zhou Can’s ancestors for eighteen generations and curse them all soundly.
He gulped down a pot of hot tea, GULP GULP, suppressing the fire in his heart. Then he looked at Jiang Yi across the tea table and said in a low voice,
"You volunteered to enter the Merit Supervision Institute. On one ...
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