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Yue Xinglou turned and looked toward the highest-tier private room in the hall.
Only now did Shen Mo clearly see his face.
Yue Xinglou wasn't some extraordinarily handsome young man.
Instead, he had the resolute and steady appearance of a middle-aged man.
His looks could only be described as utterly ordinary.
However, his eyes were as calm as mountains and swift as lightning.
They carried a soul-shaking pressure.
Just by standing the ...
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