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Lin Feng closed the door.

Lin Feng didn’t argue. He didn’t cry. shenhao novels

The system chimed one final time that day. Lin Feng closed the door

He’d been poor his entire life. The kind of poor where you calculate the electricity bill per kilowatt-hour before turning on the AC. And now, a cosmic glitch of a system demanded he spend the GDP of a small village before midnight, or wake up without a kidney. shenhao novels

Lin Feng didn’t answer. He just tilted his phone toward her.