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It wasn’t until twenty minutes later, when both Li Xiaofei and Tan Qingying had returned to the office, that Li Xiaofei glanced at the mini light core and saw twenty missed calls from Ning Wuwo.
Li Xiaofei slapped his forehead in frustration.
Damn.
He had completely forgotten about the Martial Arts Conference.
Does this mean I’ve chosen love over power?
Without wasting another second, he quickly dialed Ning Wuwo back.
***
Finally, the phone rang. Ning Wuwo, drenched in sweat and on the verge of cursing, saw Li Xiaofei’s name pop up on his caller ID.
“Oh, thank the heavens.” He muttered in his local dialect before quickly answering the call. “Brother, you nearly gave your old pal a heart attack! You’re on your way, right?”
“No, just finished a workout....
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