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Tang Wuyin's smile gradually froze. Right now, it was the time for him to be sought after. This voice directly interrupted everyone's words.

He could tell that this voice belonged to Jiang Ning.

"You little brat, didn't you see Master Tang cutting the stone? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang Ning snorted coldly when he heard this. He had already apologized and gave up