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... to hold Wen Xien's shoulder, with his five fingers folded together, his strength did not restrain, and it hurt a little while pinching Wen Xien's bones.
He pushed it with his hand but couldn't push it away. He squeezed his thick and rough hand on his thin shoulder. The blue veins on the back of his hand were obviously protruding, and the muscles on his arms were snarled.
"Has anyone ever said that young master, you look so bad?"
When he said this, he deliberately l ...
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