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"Expert?"

Hearing these two words, a figure appeared in Zhao Zixiong's mind, but his expression quickly became even more serious, because the person he thought of might already be dead by now.

"Do you really want to kill my son?" Zhao Zixiong said in a heavy voice.

"No, I absolutely cannot just watch my son die in front of me like this." Just as Zhao Zixiong was about to lose all hope