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"Everyone, please take a seat," Ning Cheng said with a smile, extending his hand while seated.
The other cultivators also took their seats one by one, but the atmosphere was no longer as casual and sharp as when they first arrived. Ning Cheng had dispatched Mao Xiuxuan in at most a quarter of an incense stick's time right before everyone's eyes, and there was not a single person who wasn't wary of him. Not even Jian Xuanming could kill Mao Xiuxuan in such a short time.
"During the recent city lord election, I received four votes. Brother Jian also got the same number of votes as I did and still had a chance to compete. Unexpectedly, an incident happened with the Jiaxing Chamber of Commerce. What are your thoughts, Brother Jian?" Ning Cheng looked at Jian Xuanming with a smiling face.
