"That should be enough."

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"So you just accept it?"

Outside the side door of the parliament hall, a fat man with a bored look suddenly jumped up on tiptoes: "Are you going to the City of Freedom?"

"What's wrong, Mr. Yang, why are you so excited?" Duan Qing looked at the other party in confusion: "Is there something wrong?"

"Inappropriate, very inappropriate!"

The fat man shouted loudly, and then as if he remembered something, he hurriedly lowered his voice: "Do you know who proposed this idea? It was that old fox Fortes! Since he proposed you to Pamir, then

It’s definitely up to no good!”

"Fortes... proposed me?" Duan Qing's doubts became more serious: "Then, so what?"

"……not so good."

Looking at Duan Qing's expression, the fat man said angrily: "Those noble factions are not good birds anyway, and what they come out with is definitely not good! If you are really determined... you must be careful! There must be something in this

Is there some invisible conspiracy..."

"ok, ok, I got it."

Helplessly blocking the spittle sprayed by the fat man in front of his hand, Duan Qing calmly took two steps back: "Do you want anything else? If not, I will withdraw first..."

"Yes, of course!"

The fat man blocked Duan Qing's face with dazzling speed, and then looked at him with a serious expression: "I...I haven't officially expressed my gratitude to you yet."

"Ah?" Duan Qing's eyes widened.

"I want to thank you."

The fat body bowed in front of him with difficulty, and then straightened up with difficulty: "For Pamir, Dusk, and Sranko..."
Chapter completed!