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"Shame on the old master." Hearing Hongjun's laughter, Haotian didn't know why, but he felt embarrassed. At this moment, he felt like a grieving child who had been beaten up outside, and was now returning home to find his parents to call the shots. He had more or less lost his composure.

"You, you." Hongjun shook his head and laughed, "As long as you play with children