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... had an innocent expression as he said, "That was not my fault. The Xia Family told me to do it. Xia Huyou told me to do it. He sure is cold. I'm only a tool in his hand. He's so cold."

"..."

Both Hong Tan and Bai Feng were glaring at him. After a while, Hong Tan said, "Are you not afraid that this is Xia Huyou's scheme to scramble for power? How can you be so reckless?"

"If that's the case, who do you think Marquis Xia and Great Xia King will trust? You or a family membe ...

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