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... saw a thin man in his fifties with messy hair and a haggard face, currently glaring at Han Jian.
"Who are you?" Han Jian frowned slightly. He felt that this skinny man looked a little familiar, but he couldn't recall his name. He also didn't know where he had seen him before.
"Who am I?" The petite man roared at Han Jian, "You black-hearted journalist whose conscience has been eaten by dogs. You destroyed my Shangguan family, but you don't even remember who I am?"
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