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brushwood God of Illustions!

"What did you say?!"

With his eyes wide open, Fang Ye stared at Bai Xiaofei in disbelief. His raised voice was filled with horror and fear.

"Calm down. Even if you're happy, there's no need to be so excited."

Bai Xiaofei didn't feel bad talking while standing there. One sentence almost made Fang Ye spit out a mouthful of blood