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“Soul…ls it a ghost?”
Xu Dong leaned against the fence and said in a trembling voice,’”‘ Class
President, does that thing really exist…”
Although Ji Ruo was the president, Liang Shixian had spent more ti with them. After all, Ji Ruo graduated so quickly, and Xu Dong and the others usually discussed everything with Liang Shixian.
“How could there be? That’s all feudal superstition.”Liang Shixian was also listening, but his focus was obviously off.
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