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... in man in his fifties. The man’s hair was unkempt and his face was stunned. I am glaring at Han Jian.
"Who are you?" Han Jian frowned slightly. He felt that this skinny man was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember the man's name. He didn't remember where he was.
"Who am I?" The thin man yelled at Han Jian. "You are a black-hearted journalist whose conscience was eaten by a dog. You ruined my Shangguan, and even I don't even remember who I am?"
"Shangguanjia?" Han Jian fl ...
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