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... What’s wrong, did I strike a nerve?”
“My mouth is on my own body, I can say whatever I want, whenever I want, what business is it of yours?”
Ma Yihong grew up surrounded by righteous people and had never dealt with such ruffians. His face flushed with anger, he shouted loudly:
“You’re spouting nonsense here, of course it’s my business to manage you!”
The person was about to retort sarcastically when he suddenly noticed the blue long blade behind Ma Yihong. Though ...
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