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iang Po Lang immediately shut his mouth, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine, as if a knife was pressed against the back of his neck."Cease your pointless daydreaming at once, or else――"Jiang Chen...nger bear it. No matter how important the task, nothing compared to the danger of losing his wife!"I have to go find him myself!" Rong Ling stood up, his mind made up. "Jiang Chengfeng must be up to s...