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"Who the hell are you? "What exactly is this place?" Martial Aunt Wen Lan could not help but angrily call out.

"Who am I? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk … Who am I … Haven't you guessed it yet? Or are you playing dumb? This old man Zhang Dao has really kept you all in the dark. You all … "Even if all of them were sold by Zhang Ye, I would still not know..."

When Aunt Wen Lan heard this