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Sneering coldly, Si Wenchuan didn't say anything else. Si Yun Chang could smell the scent of gunpowder between the two of them, and frowned as she looked between the two of them.

After a long time, a trace of irritation inexplicably appeared in Si Jingming's heart. He turned to the rest impatiently, "Alright, alright, you guys, is there anything else? "If you have nothing else to say