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Looking at the distant Wu Qiong, who was conversing with Wang Qianlong and Tang Xiao in a low voice, Ren Ziwen's expression became even more unsightly.

The difference between him and me is not in skill, but in inspiration.

He stared at Wu Qiong with a faint expression in his eyes. He felt that if the man in front of him wasn't here, the glory and praise he had now would belong to him