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"Yunyi, long time no see."

In the lounge of the main hall, Zhang Yunyi was sitting there, wearing a black silk suit and carrying a briefcase.

"Heavenly Path." Zhang Yunyi's eyes were bloodshot and he looked as if he had suffered an enormous grievance.

Long Tian Xing didn't ask any further. He knew why Zhang Yunyi had come to find him. "You didn't say anything