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... Tong could respond, Rong Chengjue returned with a drink in hand, pressing a dagger against the greasy man’s chubby neck and asked, "What about your mother?"
The greasy man tried to stand up from his chair with a kick, but was constrained by the dagger at his neck. He managed to raise himself slightly before sitting back down. Without daring to turn his head, he could only glance at Rong Chengjue sideways and started to speak in a trembling voice, "Nothing... It was just a joke I made wit ...
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