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Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lu Fan sat like a golden bell, motionless.

The smile on his face and the restrained aura on his body, there was no trace of pain on his face. It was completely different from what Ninth Elder had described.

Regardless of whether one understood people or not, seeing Lu Fan in such a state, there was at least one thing that could be seen through.

That was