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... son outside wasn’t just knocking; they were pounding on the door. After a moment of thought, he opened it, only to see a middle-aged man with a gloomy, furious face standing in the doorway.
"You’re Qin Mu, right?" The man questioned him directly.
Qin Mu nodded. His gaze, however, remained fixed on a courier package in the man’s hand.
"Good. The package you sent scared my son so badly he suffered an intracranial hypertensive hemorrhage and had to be hospitalized. I’m here ...
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