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When Fan Jia saw the report, her hands clenched tightly. For the first time, the situation was out of her control. She had originally assumed that even with Z, it would be hard to waver a human's heart. After all, she was much more familiar with the human's emotions.

She hadn't expected anyone to stand up for them. Fan Jia's eyes deepened but she was helpless as her original intention had been to approach as a fan and pry them away. But in the end, she had only managed to get rid of a small handful and that wasn't impactful enough.

Feng Yi wasn't an easy enemy and would definitely kick up the control of public relations.

Fan Jia grew increasingly frustrated, knowing that her plans could potentially be ruined.