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You owe my mother an apology

These harsh insults were simply like sharp daggers that stabbed straight into Li Tianxing's heart. He had not slept last night, and he had gotten up early in the morning, so he was gradually losing strength. His hands loosened up, and the things in his hands fell to the ground with a "hualala" sound. He could only quickly kneel down and pick them up.

But even so

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