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"What do you think I'm doing?"

Chen Zhixuan glanced at his hand, the gesture clear enough that even a foreigner could understand he was taking a pulse.

"Who are you, some quack doctor, to lay hands on our chief? Do you realize what you're doing?"

Little Gold was on the verge of summoning the guards.

"Little Gold, quiet down."

Elder Wen intervened, seeing the misunderstanding