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The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Feng Qiyue wasn't in a rush, so she found a seat to drink her tea. Slowly sipping their tea, Wan Ju and July, who were beside her, were extremely nervous, their fingers trembling.

Jiang Zhouzhi seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his head and looked at Feng Qiyue, "Madam Gu, if I were to judge