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... kroom grow even more tense, with all the mercenaries turning their wooden rifles to aim at him.
Fu Yanhe’s expression remained calm, not taking these wooden rifles seriously. Upon entering the sickroom, his gaze fell on Shen Yanhe, seemingly to confirm that she wasn’t injured.
After confirming that Shen Yanhe bore no signs of injury, he then spoke in a gentle voice, "Yanyan, come here."
Shen Yanhe’s eyes curved slightly, and she walked towards him with an unperturbed deme ...
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