"There is a delay in the processing time."

A few cold words, linked together into one sentence, are not discussions, but notices with a purpose.

Jiang Misheng's heart suddenly sank, and then floated.

That kind of fluctuation that fell together completely forced her to lose her mind.

"Delay?" Jiang Misheng stared coldly at his face, grinding ......

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