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Chapter two hundred and ninety-seven pluck my wool, I will pierce your heart(2/2)

In his subconscious, he had already regarded Wu Kunlun as a strong man, and was not the kind of strong man who had just become a master, but he forgot that he was still in the ninth level of physique not long ago. This kid missed the challenge of the eighty-nine physique honor rankings.

Thinking of this, Yan Su felt heartbroken.

If this is done properly, it will definitely be as good as the funding of the East China Martial Arts Academy for several years and will accelerate the East China Martial Arts Academy again. It feels distressing to think about it. Money is a good opportunity to make a big institution, rich people, and big families in the world!

I can’t think about it, the more I think about it, the more I feel distressed.

Originally, I asked Wu Kunlun to compensate for a main building, but I was about to see this boy feeling distressed, but now I found that I was heartbroken. The kind that was pierced was so painful that the loss was too great, too great.

"Come back to me, you boy come back to me..."

"Okay, you guys wait for me, we're not finished..."

…………

Seeing Wu Kunlun leave like this, Zhan Jiuxiao's eyes were about to burst into flames. When did the dignified Young Master Shiquan have been so embarrassed?

Looking at the departure of Wu Kunlun from the corner of his eyes, Zhan Jiuxiao couldn't speak, but he shouted in his heart.

In the end, I could only watch Wu Kunlun leave like this.
Chapter completed!
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