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Thinking of this, the yellow-haired man could not help but become excited.

The others had been making a ruckus about it, too, talking and laughing and making a racket.

Hee Bentang stood on the factory wall with Luoya. His eyes were cold, and he didn't smile at all.

"How should we deal with these people?" Luoya asked from the side, her expression equally cold