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... n screen filled with Imperial Language by Yang Ming, his brows gently furrowed, then slowly relaxed.

“It seems very feasible,” the old man said.

Yang Ming squinted and smiled.

Kolev quickly frowned and said, “But I will need to pay a bill of at least several million for this.”

“Are you short on money?” Yang Ming hooked his arm around Kolev’s neck.

“Not short.”

...

“Then can you live forever?” Yang Ming asked again.

Kolev hummed, “Ho ...

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