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Ma Xiaocui felt a chill down her spine. She subconsciously followed his orders and told him the purpose of the call, not hiding any of the details. "So, I want you to arrange a few people you trust to protect me in secret tomorrow." On the other side of the phone, Chu Junheng chuckled. "Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't attend tomorrow's Hongmen Feast." Ma Xiaocui bit her lower lip