Hearing that the game was about to start, everyone instantly fell silent.

They all looked intently at the field.

This guy called the King of Poetry is a thin man with mouse eyes in his forties.

He took a step forward, his hands behind his back.

Nostrils turned to Li Zi'an and said, "Master Li, let's have a little fun." ”

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