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Feng Qingyu could feel countless pairs of eyes fixated on him. He suddenly felt goosebumps rise all over his body, especially when all of the Holy Masters looked at him. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

"How could this be?" Feng Qingyu did not understand, because he could not see through Meng Ruoxi's veil. He only knew that her temperament was not inferior to Su Zimo