Wei Shen's white fingertips paused slightly, and then pretended that nothing had happened, as if he was not the person who had exerted coercion and threatened Steward Wang just now.

The eyes are slightly dark, and a face seems to be condensed into frost, and it is difficult to see any expression from it, such a person is generally unfathomable.

The subordinates behind him wiped a handful of sweat in a place that Wei Shen couldn't see, and he deserved to be one of the people with the most arsenals in S Continent.

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