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... ill want to fool your father?”


Mu Yufeng suddenly became serious. As the saying goes, the son can’t help his father. Now, he can relate to it.


“Dad, don’t think too much about it! There is nothing. Even if there is, it’s something good.”


Mu Yunhan got up and left.


The next moment, Mu Yufeng suddenly took a shot. He trapped Mu Yunhan with his mysterious energy.


Mu Yunhan couldn’t move his hands and feet.


“Dad, what are you doing?”


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