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"Forget it, it's already this time. There's no use talking about it. Hurry up and leave!"

Wu Yu was doubtful. "Could this have been written by Liang Zhaoshan? Otherwise, how could it be so coincidentally revealed? Or at this sensitive time? "

Old mister Yu heaved a heavy sigh.

He had a bad premonition, but he didn't want it to be true