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e was a little nervous. In everyone’s gaze, he looked around for a while, and finally put his left hand on Lao Fei. Old Fei twisted his body uncomfortably and sneezed. Immediately afterwards, the boy’s whisper sounded. There are a total of sixteen short syllables. They overlap in Ye Qingxuan’s throat, either thick or ethereal, …