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Chen Sanqiu was still lying on the reclining chair, but he had raised most of his butt. The teacup in his hand was also trembling slightly in the wind, as if it would fall down at any moment.

However, Chen Sanqiu was still unable to get up in the end.

This was because the shriveled old man reached out and lightly patted Chen Sanqiu's shoulder.

Chen Sanqiu was moved … A ghost