C1861 What to Do with It

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Wang Yuelun clapped his hands lightly and lowered his head to look at Elder Yue who was lying on the ground on the verge of death. He asked in a magical and refreshing manner, "How is it? Elder Yue, let me ask you one more question. Are you going to tell me or not?"

"Let me give you a friendly reminder. If you don't tell me now, you won't just suffer a simple beating