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... nt didn’t interrupt the conversation between the two old men.

The old man sitting across him was called Liu Peizhong. He was also a Jiangling native.

Even though Liu Peizhong didn’t seem to believe in him, Lu Bangguo didn’t care. His retired life of drinking tea and reading newspapers had cultivated his mind and given him a peaceful temper.

His life was getting better and better, so there was no reason to get angry.

He was going to brag, regardless of whether people belie ...

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