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Chapter 685: Is that it?
already clamped his throat.Ka-la.A sharp crack.That was the sound of a windpipe being crushed.Seeing that someone was about to be killed, those spoiled young masters surrounding him didn't fear it at... get in touch. While letters aren't frequent, my mother came by a few days ago. She said that my father deeply feels your trust and spends every day pondering how to fulfill his duties well and repay...