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"Did that senior tell you his name and appearance?"

Mo Hongru asked urgently with a glint of light flashing across his wrinkled face.

"No, it's long and greasy. There's nothing special about it." Du Shaomu said.

"Oil powder face, this …"

Mo Hongru's face froze when he heard this.

"Dean, what is that?"

Some Academy Expert could not help but be curious