"Do you believe it or not, get out." Zhao Qingchan is unhappy. To be honest these days, no one believes it. Can you still have some trust between people?

"Tsk." Lu Chengfeng curled his lips: "Really, they are all great masters, half-step great masters, and they are all your friends."

"Ask you something!"

"Just say nothing."

"Young Master, do you have the key?"

"Get out, shut up."

"male……"

"Is it my mother? You're still a guard, shut up."

"You promised me to be a guardian. Why did you still have a lower style and become a guard?"

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Chapter completed!