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Ling Tianfei unconsciously frowned. Was the little emperor really not afraid of death?

Hong Lingtong gave Ling Tianfei a deep look. His murky eyes were ablaze, as if he had come from the eighteenth level of hell. Ling Tianfei's heart skipped a beat. He had a clear understanding of this old eunuch's strength