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"They all say that like objects, they gather together. "Mm, that makes sense." Gu Yuanyuan glanced at Chen Ke with a look of understanding.

Chen Ke wasn't as angry as Gu Yuanyuan, who pointed at Sang Biao's brain. All she could do was raise her hand and point at her. Even her fingertips were trembling, and even when she opened her mouth, she could only say "you"