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When Fan Wuji heard this, he could not help but be startled. He didn't think that Fu Yiyi's father, Fu Gaoxuan, would speak so bluntly. Seeing Fu Gaoxuan's contemptuous gaze, he knew that he had been underestimated.

But Fan Wuji's face was brimming with a smile that was like the spring rain. Smiling is not necessarily a pleasure, it is a form of self-restraint and politeness. After all