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... ere the voice was coming from. But thinking about what the old man said about the body of the baby being his, Zhang Fei was apprehensive. Could he be dreaming? Secretly, he mumbled in his heart. “Obviously, the voice of a delusional old man. How could my body be his?” He secretly mumbled in his heart before saying. “This is my body, not yours, old man.”
“Yours? I reserved this body for myself, long before the universe thought of creating you. So, this makes it mine, isn’t it, small baby? ...
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