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The space between his eyebrows was wrinkled into a shape of a river, and he pursed his lips:

"Tell This King first."

"Promise me first." She smiled and held him by the neck.

"…" After a moment of silence, Bo Wuyi looked at the fresh look on her face and reluctantly nodded. "Speak. It's just that if This King is not satisfied, This King will still be angry