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Hearing that, the man stared at him coldly with his deep eyes. Nolaus drank a mouthful of black tea and rubbed the edge of the cup lightly with his fingers.

Instantly, the atmosphere froze.

Ruda stood behind the man like a dutiful butler. His grey hair was tidied up quite well, and he looked to be in high spirits.

He lowered his head to look at the photon processor on his hand