As a Majestic Ghost, How Can I Be Subservient?
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"Of the me you see, of the me you see, which color is it..." Liu Haoyu's distinctive ringtone rang out. Deng Xiaolin felt a little uneasy as the seconds ticked by. It had only been a dozen seconds, but to her, time seemed to drag on endlessly, and she was even a little afraid. Afraid...
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