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... eir gaze on the man seated at the center of the office, high above them.
Regarding Yun Sang’s audacious words, Feng Ting didn’t show much emotional fluctuation. He glanced at Yun Sang, his thin lips curling into an imperceptible arc.
He spoke blandly, his voice resembling that on television, exuding authority even without anger, slow and weighty.
"It’s fine," the man laconically said.
It’s fine?
Tang Wenhui was taken aback, quite unexpectedly.
Yun ...
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