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... ow why he was guilty, but when Jiang Suizhou was sitting there and he was looking down at the side of his face, he felt a little lost.

… After all, Jiang Suizhou had witnessed him throwing a fit. What was more, if you looked at the surface, he was still in the middle of losing his temper.

He never thought that he would one day be afraid of this.

In the past, unless forced to do so, he had always acted from the heart. People who fought in wars were all rolled out of mud. T ...

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