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Chapter 1757: Unworthy of His Identity

    

ead intently, occasionally pausing to scribble notes on the side. Yet, as if he had eyes at the back of his head, he remarked, "The third book from the left on the second shelf behind you is 'Dream of...ass"You still remember me" Wu Qingcang looked at Wang Dazi and smiled.Wang Da zhao, a burly and rough man, was now so excited that he trembled like a child. His eyes were red with emotion, and his voi...