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Shui'er looked at President Mu holding Master's hand, and she wished she could tear that smelly old man's face to pieces on the spot. When the little tiger in Shui'er's heart kept roaring, Yin Long smiled at Shui'er without breaking his skin. Said: You, Long Aotian of the Tang Sect, are that Tang Yu’s younger brother? !...