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Xia Zihao still remembered the fear of being controlled by the Jailer (1).

There was snow fluttering in Xia Weilan's eyes, and his face was still smiling like it was bathed in spring wind.

"Not bad, what you said makes a lot of sense. After all, your brother is young, and it's hard to avoid people using his simple-mindedness to mislead him into making a big mistake