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Initially, Ma Zhihao's lazy demeanor was enough to make anyone angry. When Old Master Feng heard what he said, he raised his walking stick and swung it at Ma Zhihao's calf. Ma Zhihao jolted in alarm and hurriedly rolled to the side to dodge. The solid wooden cane struck the wooden armrest with a dull "dong," gouging off a layer of wood. His heart still pounding, Ma Zhihao blurted out