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For a moment, I was frightened by the hard, straight back in front of me.

This man was not Kang Zeyu, so who was he?

Just when I was puzzled, the man in front of me suddenly spoke sinisterly.

His voice was cold and lukewarm, and his words were directed at Yang Lan.

"You want to touch her? Have you asked me?"

This voice had a low and deep magnetism mixed within.

In an instant, I knew