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... utside he looked like the same smug bastard who had just put his legs on the President’s table and made half the world’s strongest people twitch in their seats but inside?
Inside, he was drenched in sweat.
He wasn’t some kind of fearless monster.
He wished he was.
But he was still, at his core, a regular reincarnator.
Sitting in a room with the world’s most powerful figures while tossing around demands like a spoiled child spotting candy on a shelf?
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