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... on of Lord Warm Sun, a grand reward from the Silver League)
Wang She’s calculations resonated loudly.
The beads of the abacus had already flown into Zhou Ping’an’s face.
He saw through Wang She’s next move at a glance.
Standing still, the next moment, it seemed as though another shadow walked out of his body.
He was face-to-face with Wang She, reaching out with his left hand to grasp the other’s wrist—soft like a slug—and gently tugged.
Ah... ...
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