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"Chen Long, don't push your luck!"

Bai Changsheng's face flushed red as he pointed at Chen Long and bellowed, "This father here has plenty of people in the city. With just a single word from me, you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!"

"Enough!"

At this moment, Bai Sha, who hadn't spoken a single word until now, suddenly shouted angrily