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Perhaps in the man's eyes, everything Jiang Feixue did was just an illusion, but her shout did have some effect. Just at this moment, she had arrived and saw Jiang Feixue being held by an unfamiliar man.

"Miss Feixue? You really are Little Snow, Little Snow, who is he? " Upon hearing his words, the man paid no attention to him. Instead, he heard the name that came out of his mouth