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Lin Yi shook his head and smiled, "That's not it. Guess again?"

Third Madam Zhao thought for a moment. "Eighty-eight? Ninety-one? Titled Douluo? "

"Hahaha." "I won't tell you." Lin Yi, who was lying on the sofa, laughed: "I'm just not telling you. I'm just letting you think."

"Humph!" If you don't want to say it, don't want to say it! Hmph, smelly Lin Yi