After the consternation, Lin Zihan was shocked again.

Mo Fanyan's deep scheming and great city, coupled with the neat and neat means and cold and calm expression he showed when he killed the man-devouring ants, where did he look like a fifteen-year-old boy?

If you call it a hundred battles...

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