Green flames were burned, and the faces of the diners at the table were also reflected in a miserable green color.

Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong sat at the very center.

Shu Lingjia touched his chin playfully, approached Jing Feitong, and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, this is—Huanyang Division?"

For the first time in his life, Jing Feitong found out that he still had the potential of a crow's mouth. He was speechless for a moment and could only smile.

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