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Whether or not Yong Zhao grasped this deconvolution was something that could not be determined yet.

As for Rong Di, he had Seven-colored Golden Silkworm Cups s on him, so his understanding of deconvolution could be easily imagined. It was not strange for him to know the manner in which those people died. Luo Wuyou's mind flashed, but more suspicions surfaced in her heart.

Looking at Rong Di