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And then, how did the collaborators get away?

Liao Zhenbo was no longer in the mood to care.

The figure downstairs stung his pair of deep eyes, and a trace of anger surged within them.

He thought he could remain indifferent, but it was only his imagination.

His big hands were clenching inch-by-inch in a corner where no one could see them, and his smooth nails were digging deep into his palms