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He saw that the cards of the two were still the same, but the only difference was that the old man's cards were a black peach, while Xiao Yao's cards were also black, just like the Plum Blossom.

Seeing that there was not the slightest change in Xiao Yao's expression, the old man suddenly clapped his old hand. "Good …" Whether they win or lose, they will never be discouraged