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... ntil she placed her milk tea on the table that the boy playing the game showed any reaction, a testament to his engrossment.
Just as Qiao Jing was about to leave, she suddenly heard a furious voice at her ear.
"Damn it! Why can’t I cut to the marksman? The support is practically glued to the marksman; I don’t have a chance to strike!"
After hearing this, Qiao Jing paused mid-step and casually glanced at the boy’s mobile screen, spotted the flaw, and suggested:
"If ...
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