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Ning Yuheng's heart tightened and his expression immediately turned solemn. He already knew who it was and hurriedly said, "Big Brother, what wind brought you here?"

A middle-aged man slowly walked into the dark room. He looked to be in his forties, had a gloomy face, and a black beard that was about an inch long grew on his chin. He then looked at his aura, which was completely restrained