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... ng San finish the whole story. Due to Tang Hao's reasons, Tai Tan didn't tell Tang San much about them, however, just the tip of the iceberg he said had a great impact on Tang San.

"But, what's the use of knowing this now? Our current ability is simply not enough to interfere with what my father is facing."

Tang Nian felt more and more powerless, father, Xiao Wu. Their affairs were like a big net, wrapped around him, making him breathless. But he didn't know how to solve it.

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