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... sors. Whoever wins will do it first." Another person suggested.

   "This is a good idea."

  "Yes, yes, let's hurry up and rock paper scissors, I can't wait."

"Hahaha……"

  The five people were enthusiastic about rock-paper-scissors to see who did it first, while Situ Yu stood calmly, with a smile on his mouth, looking at them rock-paper-scissors.

  Well—she also wants to know who of them will report to King Yama first!

  It didn’t take long for five peo ...

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