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"Shh, shh …" Chen Xiaosi bit his lips, thinking that it was true. He was just a commoner, not a rich second generation official.

The country would not go against a country just because of the grievances of a small citizen. It might just be like what Michev had said, a form of friendship.

"Let me go, let me owe you a favor." Michev said flatly