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... sed an eyebrow.
What did he just say?
Flocking over like ducks?
Why not use the phrase "flies chasing stench" instead, wouldn’t that be more direct?
Tan Qiming chuckled, "With Mr. Fu, the top male god stationed in Jiang City, how could there be a place for someone like Mr. Tan, please don’t make fun of me, Mr. Fu."
Fu Chenlie curled his lip and lightly snorted.
Wen Ran had already walked over and placed a cup of coffee in front of each man.
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