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... morning sun's radiance appeared from the other side of the horizon, Fang Zheng had finally sorted out the memories in his mind and figured out the cause and effect of things.

First of all, he was indeed dead. This left Fang Zheng speechless. All along, he considered himself to be a cautious person. He always prepared for various unforeseen risks. From a girlfriend breaking up to a company going bankrupt, from a cash flow rupture to a partner absconding with the funds, from a robber atte ...

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