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"Xuan."

Xie Heng called out to him softly.

Normally, this person from the Third Young Master had an idea. If it was something he could do himself, he would never say more than one word.

Xie Xuan looked at Xie Heng, his pupils as deep as ink. His handsome face still had no expression, but his clear and cold voice still carried a trace of invisibility

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