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Ye Jing let out a cold smile and took out another square sandalwood box. Pointing at the thirteen silver needles inside, thinner than her fingers, she said, "Then explain to me again, what are these thirteen things",The driver still had a man wearing black-rimmed glasses sitting in the front passenger seat.,He shook his head and said, "Right, Yun Jie, you arrange a meeting with Nan Jiang Wang Chu Xiang Dong for me. It is said that five years ago he was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer and given a death sentence by the hospital, but he was cured by a divine doctor."。