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1468: Card Master!

1468: Card owner!

In the Yellow Hall, Han Jijun and Li Shiyu couldn't hide their nervousness, staring at the door.

"Why are you shaking?" Han Jijun said disgustedly.

"Aren't you shaking?" Li Shiyu snorted coldly, tit for tat.

Han Jijun sneered: "No more pretending? Dr. Li is the most gentle and easy-to-talk person in Lingtian, eh?"

"Haha, the taciturn military advisor who never wastes a word turned out to be a talkative?" Li Shiyu retorted unceremoniously.

The two people who had been arguing for a while suddenly stopped again, and the whole hall returned to a state of condensation.

"Sorry, I'm out of balance." After a few minutes of silence, Han Jijun finally spoke.

"I'm nervous too." Li Shiyu breathed out heavily, as if he wanted to let go of the pressure in his heart.

"I finally know where my previous calmness came from. I didn't expect that it was only today that I was allowed to see myself clearly... I really can't compare to Li Lanfeng." Han Jijun showed a hint of loss in his eyes. After chasing for such a long time, he finally realized that Discovering his true self, he is indeed a useless person. In the end, he can only come to this most eccentric place, instead of the three auxiliary halls closest to the main palace.

Li Shiyu frowned: "What are you thinking about?"

"Maybe I am a redundant person. I have been redundant from the beginning." Han Jijun's eyes became more and more disappointed, "It would be great if it was not Xie Yi who sacrificed, but me. Xie Yi is here, maybe he can help Qi Long They are so busy... that they don’t have to be as fearful as I am.”

Han Jijun seemed to be quiet in his own world, and his dejection became more and more intense.

"Han Jijun, Han Jijun..." Li Shiyu roared angrily, but no matter how loud his voice was, it could not reach the ears of Han Jijun, who had already formed a barrier of his own.

Li Shiyu made a quick decision, flipped his fingers, and a bottle of sedative micro-syringe appeared in his hand. Just when he was about to prick Han Jijun, he suddenly felt that he couldn't move.

"Hey, you can't interrupt such a fun game, be good~" A hoarse voice sounded in Li Shiyu's ear, and a gloved hand appeared in front of him, gently taking away the syringe in Li Shiyu's hand .

Li Shiyu turned around with difficulty and saw a man dressed as a clown, smiling and throwing his syringe.

"This is your handiwork." Li Shiyu said coldly.

No matter how weak Han Jijun's soul is, his endurance and tenacity must not be underestimated after his boss has worked hard over the years. He will not fall into negative emotions so easily and be unable to extricate himself.

"What a smart boy." The clown smiled even more happily.

"The card owner!" Li Shiyu knew who he was as soon as she saw him. "It is said that the devil can play with human souls."

"It seems that you know me very well." The card owner smiled.

"I don't know much about it, but now that we are in Discord, we need to know something about the Thirteen Masters who control Discord." Li Shiyu said calmly. Now that he knows that he is the card owner, even if he is worried about Han Jijun, he can only let go of this Worry and focus on dealing with the card owner.

Thirteen Lords, against other Lords, you will have to pay a small life at most, and it will be over if you die. Only against the Card Lord, you will make your life worse than death, and you will continue to be tortured to hell.
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