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She looked at Zhong Ling with a creepy expression.

And who angered this ancestor?

Before Zhong Ling could even give her a glance, the person on the table raised his head.

"Crown Prince."

She came back to herself. "Ah?"

"Does the crown prince have any objections?" Thinnest quickly tapped the table with his index finger.

This was an aggravation of his anger