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Nanxing Chuan looked expressionlessly across the street at the scar on his brow.

On the quiet road, only a few cars passed by occasionally.

It looked calm and peaceful, but Nan Xingchuan knew that Xie Jingzhen might not have thought too much about it.

Yesterday, Second Zhao looked at Xie Jingzhen with a strange expression. Nanhang Chuan had long had his concerns. Today