At the stairs, three people stood in a row from lowest to highest, accepting Yamamoto Ikki's stern gaze.
Tang Yi was in the middle, feeling guilty and unable to raise his head.
Yamamoto Ikki paced back and forth in front of them. When he saw Michael Zhou, his eyes darkened. He stopped and poked the floor in front of him with his cane: "What is this?"
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Michael Zhou looked up, not knowing what he was, and couldn't understand what he was saying.
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