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Shen Jialing looked at him warily, "Who are you?"

That person did not say anything. Instead, it was Lau Qingjun who answered for him, "Mourning."

Zhuxiang covered her mouth in shock. Why is he here? "

"I'll do it," Grief pointed at Gu Bai, "I want to take him away."

"In your dreams." Lau Qingjun snorted.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating