The two old men were startled.

The smiling people around were all taken aback, thinking that they had heard wrongly, they looked at Guan Yiming one after another.

The two old men frowned and their faces sank.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and a needle could be heard.

"Not coming?" An old man suddenly smiled and said lightly, "Why?"

Guan Yiming shook his head.

The purple-faced old man said indifferently: "I didn't explain the reason, why can't I just say it?

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