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Before Mo Ze could say anything, a hand pushed Mu Yun: "Brother Mu Yun, this is my seat."

Hearing this voice, a bad premonition arose in Mu Yun's heart. He looked towards the direction of the voice and sure enough, Yuan Danxue was looking at him with a wronged expression.

Mu Yun covered his lips and coughed dryly. He pointed to the empty seat across from him: "Cough cough, Xiao Xue