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Looking at the young girl standing in front of Lin Yu, Zhao Meng's eyes slightly narrowed, "Liu Xiabao, what do you want to do now?"

"Can't you see what I want? Do I have to tell you about your glorious past?"

Hearing this, Zhao Meng's pupils constricted. He once again glanced at Lin Hu before turning around and leaving.

A glorious deed? From the looks of it