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"Oh!" Murong Qingtong nodded and turned her head to look at An Siguang. She held the wooden stick in one hand and aimed it at An Siguang with a mischievous expression.

Immediately, the eyes of the spectators below the stage began to shine.

Murong Qingtong was known to be ice-cold. She could barely speak a single word. She could neither smile nor speak a single word without opening her mouth