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The clear sky, which had been clear a moment before, was now replaced by dark clouds. There was no deafening thunder, no lightning.

"What are you thinking?" A soft but powerful magnetic voice came from above Tian Yangsheng's head. The cigarette in his hand stubbed out on the ground. Then he slowly stood up and turned around to see Cheng Haonan behind him, wearing a suit and holding an umbrella