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Chapter 100 The Dancer

Zoey, who was sipping her coffee, choked on it, amused by the string of fancy titles.

She laughed so hard she could barely catch her breath.

The old man on duty looked embarrassed, touched his nose, and said with a smile, "He gave himself all those titles. Artists are like that, aren't they? They...

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