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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
on't know where they went. After we received the news and arrived, we sealed off the scene. There were no other people there, and the scene is just like this now. No one has moved!""Who on earth could...fortune telling Please have a seat!"The old man stood up and hurriedly wiped the stool with his sleeve, motioning for Zhu Zishan to sit down.In his eyes, Zhushan was dressed well and looked like a big...