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... ood-for-nothings will always be good-for-nothings. Even if you drown your son in elixirs, he will remain a good-for-nothing.”

“Damn you!”

Sun Wenshan's eyebrows furiously shot up. While he acknowledged that his son, Sun Youwei, was useless, having his arch-nemesis, Qin Changkong, say it to his face felt like a violent slap.

Thump!

Sun Wenshan shot up to his feet, looked at Qin Changkong furiously, and said, “Qin Changkong, do you dare make a bet with me?”

...

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