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... his eyes carried an oppressive weight that made it hard to breathe.
Wu Mei smirked coyly. "I’ve already dealt Peng Shaowei a serious blow. By now, they’ve probably started pointing fingers at each other."
Tong Zhan said nothing, his right index and middle fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest of the sofa, as if lost in thought.
After a long pause, he turned to a young man in black standing nearby, whose expression oozed arrogance.
"Everything arranged?" ...
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