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"…"

Hee Shen gripped the steel pipe tightly and looked at Lu Yiyao once again.

Was there something strange about this place?

Lu Yiyao's icy face turned silent as he stared at the inside. His hands were placed behind his back.

"Third Young Master …"

Hee Shen felt the air was getting weirder and weirder.

The sun was shining outside, but it was unusually cold here