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... er down from the platform. After seeing all the snow on her body, his anger had instantly faded away.

He still had his teacher and Sika. Nailisi, on the other hand, was alone. Even if her master scolded her for every small thing she did, no one else in the Myers Mainland would have concern for her.

“I’m hungry.”

Saleen lowered his voice and asked, “What about the meat we bought along the way?”

“I have eaten all of it.”

Saleen was in a difficult position. N ...

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