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1851 The ancient people?(2/2)

Ye Qiu waved his hand indifferently.

This Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill is optional for him, and it is best to have it.

"Who are you?"

Mu Bucheng stared at Ye Qiu with some anxiety and asked.

Mr. Ma was too polite to Ye Qiu, which made him increasingly unable to figure out Ye Qiu's identity.

Luan Yunmei also looked at Ye Qiu with a look of surprise.

I originally thought Ye Qiu was just a liar who was slandering, but it seemed that the situation was not what he thought.

"Who I have nothing to do with you?"

Ye Qiu glanced at Mu Bucheng, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense about such people.

Mu Bucheng clenched his fists and shaved hard on Ye Qiu.

I guess Ye Qiu’s true identity in my heart.

The white-haired old man standing behind Mu Bucheng gently patted Mu Bucheng's shoulder and whispered: "Little Prince, it seems that this person has a good relationship with the Tianshui Chamber of Commerce. If you want to touch him here, you will definitely not be able to."

Mr. Ma stood aside and said nothing, and felt very sympathetic to Mu Bucheng.
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