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Damn! This old coot's pulling another face-changing act straight out of a Sichuan opera!

Watching Sima Zhengming's expression turn grave, Ye Hong couldn't help but curse under his breath.

He should've just left him out in the cold at the front door!

"Taoist priest, just tell me what you want from me. Let's be straightforward."

Ye Hong exhaled a weary sigh, his tone laced with irritation