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Lifted the black coffee on the table and took a sip, counting down the seconds until the man came to kill him.,The boy tugged his hair, "That probably won't work, I estimate that I'll be going back to China during Qingming. I probably won't have time to light incense for you.",Just as he was about to lose control again, Ye Jiu Liang leisurely took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and tossed it to him.。