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... hem, one hot and one cold, formed a comical scene. Laughters could be heard around them, as if they were mocking Huo Xiuyuan.
“I wonder if 1 have the honor of being Young Miss Murong’s teacher.” Huo Xiuyuan still had an annoying smile on his face.
He even handed a bow and arrow to Murong Qiao. There was a hint of urgency in his movements, as if he was anxious to prove himself.
Murong Qiao was about to refuse impatiently when he saw a well-defined, long, and familiar hand ...
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