Although Ye Zhixing's words were phrased as a question, they carried the absolute weight of a hundred percent certainty.
At the mention of him, the male college student's emotions suddenly spiraled out of control. Resentment once again began to spill out of him frantically, turning the talisman he had just been given a dull gray.
Shang Jingchen, witnessing the entire process, could not help feeling a jolt of shock.
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