The barrel of the gun in my hand creaked as I gripped it.

Can't even poetry hold up for such a short time?

It had only been a few minutes since the Empress had cut us off.

In such a short period of time, the poetry could no longer hold on.

She's the toughest of all the people in my shop, and if she can't even hold it up, the others will be even more choked.

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"The Years I Played with Tricks" Chapter 228 Are you angry I am hitting with my hand, please wait a while,

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