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Xie Heng squinted his almond-shaped eyes as he leaned against the door with a face full of "I am very unhappy, I want to cut you open with my blade".

The youth had an imposing aura, and even the Fourth Young Master, who liked to joke around, was so scared that he should not speak anymore.

The name Little Tyrant could not be randomly shouted out.

Seeing how his brother was being called

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