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Song Liangjun rolled his eyes and toyed with the fellow in his hand, releasing a few 'clicks' sounds. Suddenly, his slender almond-shaped eyes opened wide and appeared in his mind.

"I say, great lawyer, instead of thinking about that land, why not find Qiao Rubing? I know that after the old man went to Hong Kong, he had close ties with Soul House, and he belongs to Ye Cheng