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... cold with authority echoed.
The old servant immediately got out of the car, respectfully opened the door, and gestured invitingly.
Tang Ling didn’t even spare him a glance, indifferently settling into the rear seat.
Bang—the door shut with a heavy sound.
In the dark, the projected faces of the Saints looked extremely grim.
Nie Feng and Wang Taisheng, the administrative officials, suddenly felt like nothing more than Jokers.
Because the President h ...
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