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Of course, Hsu Xiaofeng wouldn't care about such an interlude. He just left with his men!
But on the way back, Hsu Xiaofeng recalled everything that happened today. He couldn't help but frown. He always felt that something was wrong. He felt a sense of familiarity from thanking someone. It was the same thing that had happened between him and the mafia
