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... some? You are more handsome than Zechan."

Zechan "-"

" Really?" Songpa asked.

Singtan smiled and said," Have I ever lied to you?"

Songpa vigorously shook his head.

" Hmm Good now why don't you go out with Zechan and get some fresh air." Singtan said

" But Boss-"

" No buts take our Songpa somewhere nice to cheer him up and don't forget to take the guards with you." Singtan said before walking out of the room.

" Come lets go. I'll take you ou ...

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