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"Is it news of my father?" Wang Xiao, who was crazily eating, mumbled after hearing the news even though he didn't want to talk to Dirty Soul.

Dirty Soul took out a letter. The color of the letter was light yellow, the same color as the one that was given to him by the previous person.

Wang Xiao had two chicken legs in his small hands with grease still lingering from the corner of his mouth