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... hattered along with them.
Both of them took a step back and looked at each other from a distance, their chests heaving slightly.
However, Song Yiren's heaving was just slight.
Li Anning's slight heaving was full of a sense of oppression.
Li Nuo, carrying the paints he had bought, silently walked between them.
Being weak had its advantages, watching them fight, he needed not help, nor could he help either.
The first meeting between Li Anning and Son ...
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