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Wang Baoguang jolted and hurriedly scrambled out from the deep handprint.
Even in such a sorry state, his treasured [Miniature Imaging Disk] was still well-protected, without a scratch.
After checking the condition of the Miniature Imaging Disk and carefully brushing off the mud and dust, he tidied up his clothes, then smoothly entered Wang Shouzhe's study, nodding and bowing with an ingratiating smile, "Old Ancestor Grandfather, what instructions do you have for me?"
He acted as if nothing had happened.
It was clear he was used to being beaten.
Wang Shouzhe beckoned him over and gestured with an open palm.
Wang Baoguang's face immediately fell.
The Old Ancestor Grandfather's orders were something he absolutely did not dare to disobey. Even though he was extremely reluctant, he still respectfully placed the Miniature Imaging Disk into Wang Shouzhe's open palm with a bitter face.
