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... "Good Morning, Zhen Xing,", Zhen Liu said through gritted teeth.
"Good morning cri-I mean Zhen Liu," Zhen Xing greeted in a smug tone. Flanking his cousins' side were pair of branch disciples that snickered at his "slip of the tongue."
"Well that explains why the past guy wanted to clobber him so much. I've only shared a sentence with him and now I want to clobber him."
From what Zhen Liu could remember, he had about six cousins in the same generation as him who were also ...
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