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Shangguan Mingyue did not answer, only his perfect lips lifted in a slight arc, carrying an unspeakable ridicule and scorn. The gaze he used to look at Jun Jinglan was as though he was a lofty king looking at a crawling ant, even more insolent than Jun Jinglan's words, arrogant and condescending than the others.

It was an imposing manner that was reserved to the point of being completely silent