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... rpened by his self-doubts. Now, in the eyes of Cheng Qian, there are only two peers in this world. One is now inferior to him. Yes, one is inferior to him in the future.

Cheng Qian began to have severe pain in his back, so he no longer wanted to stay, but simply explained, "I'll go first if it's okay."

"Slow down, your business is not over yet, stand for me," Yan Zhengming said, and then he turned to Han Yuan. "Are you done with the spelling of thirty wooden sticks a day?"

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