“Master Yin…”
This name came out of Nehru’s mouth, and he bowed to him, putting his posture so low that Shaqi instantly changed from ecstasy to panic, and a heart fell to the bottom of his body instantly. The chill is permeated.
At this time, Sha Qi finally realized why the Chinese young man in front of him was so calm.
But, how is this possible?
What kind of person is General Nehru? He is the car that knows best. How could he be so respectful to a Chinese young man?
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