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... y," Yan Xiqing glared furiously at Liu Aimin, so angry that his white hair seemed to stand on end.
Both old revolutionaries, even though their hair had turned white, they still maintained the habit of wearing it in a crew cut, short and thinning though it might be, they could never shed the old rules they carried with them.
Liu Aimin lifted his cloudy old eyes slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and expressed earnestly, "Elder Yan, this is simply the truth."
"..." Yan Jinsu ...
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