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... and he said in a heavy tone, "Hey, just now it was you, Li Gang, who asked me to choose a souvenir, and now you’re obstructing me in every way. I really don’t know what you mean?"
Faced with hundreds of piercing gazes, Li Qiuming felt for the first time that his seemingly strong psychological defenses were as thin as a cicada’s wing, ready to be punctured at any moment.
Li Qiuming clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and made a decision that felt like it cost him drops of blood. ...
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