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"Hmph! I didn't see that coming; the kid's got the poise of a high-ranking general!"

"If you can stay cool under pressure, then I can turn the tables on you!"

Si Nantian immediately accelerated and reached for Zhang Xing's throat.

Yet Zhang Xing remained motionless.

Si Nantian showed no mercy; his fingers were already grazing the hairs on Zhang Xing's neck