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Zhong Daoyi was shaking his head and sighing over how lucky he was when he suddenly received a slap to the back of his head. Caught off guard, his body leaned forward and his forehead nearly hit the table.

"Am I your own grandson?" What a grudge! I need to do this to him.

"No." Elder Zhong didn't have the slightest bit of guilt in his heart as he valiantly snorted and forcefully replied