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"White-facedWu Shuang's lips twitched. If Kaka heard this evaluation, he would probably spit blood. The word was quite fresh. This was the first time she had heard someone describe Kaka as a "little w...erything he says is meaningless."Perhaps, I really meddled too much." Mo Yao said coldly, his dark eyes hiding a hint of anger. He racked his brains, but couldn't understand why Kaka did this.Unless h...