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... particularly good—at that time, his face was white, and then his hands were yellow—it was just as funny.
"No need, who knows what it’ll turn into."
Moh Li was already feeling despair. Who knew what it would turn into? He was already prepared; should he go buy a hat to wear and say he developed a rash? Anyway, Ouyang had already gone back today.
"Hey, are you not trusting me or what? With my short temper, I feel like beating you up—believe it or not? Come on, let me teach ...
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