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The words of the handsome man, who was clad in a green silk robe, and holding a fan in his hand, became colder and colder. He didn't even bother to look at the people in the teahouse as he walked step by step towards him.

The young man had already retreated and had nowhere to run. As if recalling the strength of Mei Er's group, he cast a pair of pleading eyes over.

"Mei Er, it's very noisy here