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"What kind of place do you think this is to allow you to clap on the table?"

Seeing that Li Weiyu had directly slammed his hand on the table with a domineering expression, Heng Yanlin's gaze turned cold, and immediately after, he looked coldly at Li Weiyu, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

Hearing Heng Yanlin's words, Li Weiyu seemed to have heard something funny, he opened his mouth wide