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"You…"
The King of the North, with a fierce glint in his eyes, scrutinized Wang Fugui harshly, sizing him up from head to toe and back again multiple times.
He really wanted to see what was so special about Wang Fugui, that could make his precious Mengyu think about him all the time, always mentioning "Wang Fugui" the moment she opened her mouth and before closing it.
However, no matter how much the King of the North looked, he couldn't see anything remarkable about this youngster besides his calm composure.
Especially his appearance, that slightly baby-faced countenance seemed quite likable, but honestly, it was nothing compared to the dashing and handsome Wu Zhiyu.
The King of the North completely forgot that he had previously disdained Wu Zhiyu's appearance, thinking the young man was too frivolous and definitely not someone to entrust one's life to~
