C1007 All of Them must be Fake Right

The night was hazy, and the stars were bright. Unknowingly, it was already 9 PM.

At this time, Xu Fann, who had just rushed over from the edge of the Fengtai Mountain, was currently residing outside the Flat Roof Pavilion.

Looking at the Flat Roof Pavilion nameplate, Xu Fann frowned. He really didn't understand why Xia Cang called him over at this moment.

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