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The two of them began to wrestle in the room. More or less, they were all scarred. At this moment, the butler rushed in with some people. Mo Chongyan stopped as he looked at the young master who was on the verge of being beaten to death, still laughing maniacally. Mo Chongyan felt his heart clogged up.

"Butler, take her back to our basement." Mo Chongyan's voice was filled with ferocity