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Bai Xiaosheng held a card in his hand, the size of a bank card, dark gold in color.
Song Changkong furrowed his brow.
Due to the distance, at first glance, he didn't react right away.
"Come take a look, you wouldn't even recognize something from our group, would you?" Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile.
Our group!
These words, like thunder, resounded in his ears.
The expressionless face of Song Changkong instantly came to life, his eyes shining brightly.
The group, has someone come!
Song Changkong quickly retraced his steps, stopped in front of the desk, eyes wide open, nostrils flaring with heavy breaths, not even blinking as he stared at the surface of the card.
Dragons soaring, lions roaring, the lion even somewhat resembled a tiger, easily mistaken for one.
In the middle of the card was the Zhenbei logo.
This symbol of group authority, the identity card, made Song Changkong's expression turn solemn.
