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With that said, Bo Yunhu wadded up the painting that Beno Nuo had just finished and prepared to throw it away.

Shen Jiangyan was astonished. "Third Prince, it's a pity that you lost this painting, isn't it? And he hasn't even taken part in the selection. "

When he turned around to look at Shen Jiangyan, a hint of danger flashed across his face with a smile that was not a smile