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brushwood God of Illustions!

"If I were to tell you that I'm not the real me, would you still be willing to follow by my side?"

Looking at the stubborn elegance, Bai Xiaofei said lightly. His tone didn't sound like he was joking.

"There are some things that have nothing to do with who you are. In Windward City, there aren't many people who are who they really are