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Ling Shuo, who had been talking so long that his saliva dried up, suddenly felt faint, unable to control his blood pressure: Seriously, dude? Did you understand a single word I've said?!
But when he saw those eyes, calm yet filled with the unique confusion of the White Deer, his expression twitched slightly, and he finally forced a stiff smile.
Stay calm, stay calm, he's from the An family!
Just like when An Ran introduced himself, he only needed to say his name, didn't need any other titles or specifics.
In Desert Market, only one family dares to openly display this name.
Hunting Finger·Flying Light!
Even though An Ran had specifically emphasized he no longer had ties with the An Family, could you genuinely take his word for it?
This is someone Mr. Ji brought here!
The yellowhead had just left, his tail hadn't even gone down yet, and then here comes a White Deer Hunting Finger saying hello, it's terrifying!
