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... rink!”
“Why? Did you earn a lot?”
“Not much, not much. I barely made a profit.”
Zhen Youqian’s eyes were squeezed into two slits on his round face. “It’s all thanks to Brother Lin that my business can survive. I remember that Brother Lin said last time that you wanted to break the second-grade Spirit Marrows in your hands and exchange them for some lower-grade ones?”
A glint flashed across Lin Yan’s eyes.
More than 20 days ago, Zhen Youqian found Lin Yan and sa ...
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