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... ay something, but it was as though something was stuck in his throat.
"Xian, Xianyong, how does he know so much?"
Disbelief was written all over Zeng's father's face, and at the same time, large beads of sweat were seeping from his forehead.
When he had first seen the three attorneys, he had felt a bit panicked, but seeing his son seemingly calm, he managed to suppress it.
But now, even his son couldn't stay composed, so how could he.
"Don't sling mud at m ...
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