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Except for Conroe, no one knew what Mu Fan said, but those around could see him half-crouched on the ground in a humiliating posture, his face full of pain and fear. This was because Conroe finally remembered a rumor that Wen Zheming had been injured a while ago. The details were unclear, but perhaps it was related to this frightening young man before him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shiver.
No one knew what Mu Fan whispered in Conroe's ear, but everyone knew Conroe had really hit a wall this time. Seeing the young man pinning both Conroe and an adult bodyguard, people quickly realized that this teenager in a tailor's shop uniform was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
"What a pathetic existence! Lord Black had such high expectations." Black's voice resonated in Mu Fan's ear with a tone of disappointment. Mu Fan couldn't be bothered with him.
