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Qi Ye turned around, and looked at Xiao Wu who stood perfectly straight, with a posture comparable to a soldier's. He could not help but laugh: "Xiao Wu, there is no need to be so formal in front of me."

"Hehe, I know." Xiao Wu scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. He knew that the young master had a good temper, and it was not because of the "ill intentions" in his eyes