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Yuan Xun spoke in a disorderly manner, obviously, he was not happy to have forgotten about this. After saying a few words, he suddenly swept the teacup on the table to the floor.

"Why forget? How could he forget? "Who the hell am I fighting with!?"

Yuan Xun's brows were tightly knitted together, his eyes were suffused with a faint color of blood, the spirit energy around his body was violent