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4268. Chapter 4268 Game 9

"Don't worry, I, Long Xiaolin, will not have to deal with a junior in person. Are you here just to tell me this? Or come here to reminisce about the past? Or do you want to vent your baby apprentice and prepare to have a good conversation with me?" Long Xiaolin asked with a deep face.

"You are too arrogant to yourself! I just came here to see if you violated the rules! Fortunately, you didn't do anything regrettable for life, otherwise I promise you will regret it!" Xiahou Shangyu explained lightly.

"So, you are also watching the fun? If your baby apprentice knows, I don't know what I would think?" Long Xiaolin said with a chuckling.

"Don't use such words to squeeze me out! I can tell you responsibly that your measurements alone are not enough to pose any threat to us!" Xiahou Shangyu said disapprovingly.

"Is that so? Then what else are you doing? I don't have time to talk nonsense to you. If you don't fight, please get out of here and don't block my way!" Long Xiaolin sneered unceremoniously when he heard this.

"You know that I can't do anything with you here. I can't afford to have any impact. Why do you need to say such self-deception? Don't you feel that your face is lost? What's the difference between this approach and a scoundrel?" Xiahou Shangyu fought back without hesitation.

"You are quite able to say it? How old are you older than me, and your mouth is much better than me! Then should you hit or not? If you don't hit, I'm leaving!" Long Xiaolin sneered, turned around and headed in another direction, and then disappeared.

Xiahou Shangyu stood quietly in place without any movement. It was not that he didn't dare, but that there was no need to be angry with Long Xiaolin. If he fought with Long Xiaolin because of these words and what happened today, it would seem that his mood would be too unstable.

Looking at the direction where Long Xiaolin disappeared, Xiahou Shangyu showed a solemn expression on his face. When he felt someone passing by nearby, he also flashed and disappeared from the spot.

While his son was suffering, Zhuo Shaojun met Zhao Dingwen who was rushing over and the confession in Zhao Dingwen's hand. It was a confession with Zhuo Yifan's fingerprint printed on it.

"Minister Zhao has been here all the time to show me this thing?" Zhuo Shaojun finished reading the confession carefully, then he was still on the table and asked with a smile.

"Isn't this enough? I believe Brother Zhuo should be very nervous about his precious son, right?" Zhao Dingwen asked with a chuckling.

"That's right, I only have this son, how can I not be nervous? But so what?" Zhuo Shaojun nodded with conscience at first, but shook his head disapprovingly.

"I just hope Brother Zhuo can understand that at this time someone has the same heart as you. Think about it with your heart, you and Dingguo are also sympathetic! Although Dingguo once had two sons, one of them has been lost for some reason. Zhengyang is his only concern. I think Brother Zhuo can't do such a thing that can kill him, right?" Zhao Dingwen said with a smile as a peacemaker.

"I don't really understand what Minister Zhao means, so please say something!" Zhuo Shaojun frowned suspiciously and said straightforwardly.

"What did Brother Zhuo say? I just don't want to watch you two fathers, and you have to worry about being burdened by your son at this time. You each take a step back and everyone is happy at that time. Wouldn't that be better?" Zhao Dingwen explained with a smile.
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