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Just as she was staring at Chen Yuyang with an astonished gaze, a commotion started. First, it was a shout, and then, the entire military region started to stir up like a pot of porridge.

Chen Yuyang's white fingers unceasingly rapped the table, bringing about an indescribable feeling of pressure and pressure. However, it was extremely rhythmic, as he indistinctly twisted the ring on his hand