"Well, it's over, you can do whatever you want, I will never give it to you anyway."

Touching his dry and sore throat, Feng Jiuli showed a look of wanting to kill or chop whatever he wanted, and finally sat down on the flowerbed made of bluestone slabs next to him.

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