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... en depths, how can you accuse me of impersonating…”
Upon hearing the word “Bao Yuan,” the Fatty Boss’s heart moved, but his face still showed a distressed expression.
The words were not yet finished.
Xuanqing frowned slightly and turned to leave.
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t go, Daoist Priest, how about adding a little more, seven thousand… Seven thousand and one kilogram?” The Fatty Boss was anxious and hurriedly chased after him from the side of the stall.
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