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On the other sofa in the living room, I saw Zhong Kui lying on it with his eyes closed. His gaze swivelled between Zhong Kui and the primordial spirit beside him. It really looked exactly the same.

"Why isn't he back yet?! Why are you so slow?! " He looked at the Ghost King, who was standing to one side. He didn't know why, but no one could answer his question