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Zhang Fan had just arrived at the office when Bai Buran called him into the office. On the desk lay a thick stack of documents.
"I give up, I really do. Just what kind of thing were you reincarnated as?"
Bai Buran rubbed his temples, one hand pressing down on that hefty stack, his eyes bloodshot.
Normally, a Daoist like him, with his level of cultivation, could go three whole days and nights without sleep and still be bursting with energy, but after ju ...
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