At this moment, Sheng Yang had already taken out the gold card.
As an experiment lover, it was impossible for Shi Mo not to recognize it. However, he did not dare to believe it. To be exact, it was impossible.
It was already too much for such a young girl to have a card. Furthermore, there were seven eagles on it! This was Level 7! Level 7!!!
He was so stiff that the corners of his mouth were crooked from laughing. It was as if he had a stroke. He stammered, "Forgery these days is so advanced. Where did you do it?"
Song Jian rubbed his hair. Look at her, she scared the child!
He did not mock the other party. He only felt a sense of sorrow as if he was looking at himself back then.
"This card is real." Song Jian was a professor whom Shi Mo knew. When he said this, he sounded authoritative. After a pause, he added, "This is Sheng Yang's card. It's true."
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