"One word makes perfect sense!"
"If she's not a confidante, she's no different."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly, neither admitting nor denying.
Zhang Kuang glanced slightly at Nangong Ye, who was leaning on the chair and staring at Young Master Liu quietly.
"Boy, the troops are divided into three groups. Whose idea do you think it was?"
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Chapter completed!