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... Ke’s home, living room.
Ke Mingye sat cross-legged on the sofa, furiously pressing the controller and manipulating the character on the TV screen, all the while silently complaining in his mind.
“Seriously, at a time like this, Bai Zini is still playing the enigma. What on earth is ‘Witch’s Night’… If it were some kind of nuclear secret weapon, I wouldn’t be here role-playing, I would have fled straight to Siberia.”
As he thought this, Bai Ziling, who sat beside him, shi ...
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