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... only using Song Qingshu as a pretext.
Song Qingshu couldn’t help but feel a little strange, he didn’t know whether he should feel angry or curious about what this guy wanted to achieve from this.
A trace of anger flashed across Sang Feihong’s face, and she scolded, “Does Master Zhang want to create a show of robbing a civilian woman in broad daylight? Sisters, pack your things and let’s go.” After speaking, she turned to the troupe and the group of people started to pack up.
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