"Playing a race?"

When Ike heard this, he looked up and down at the boy who suddenly appeared and seemed to be about thirteen years old, and then looked at Mo Fanyan, who was speechless, and the contempt in his eyes was even worse.

A little doll with no hair growing, and a waste who can't practice martial arts, what good results are there?

Think...

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