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... ters are naturally easy to handle."
On the table, Spirit Stones piled into a small hill, Yun Chi contentedly used one to file his nails.
His money! Cen Lizhui’s heart ached like it was bleeding, but he still forced a smile: "So, martial uncle, when will you go?"
"Oh, I’m in a bad mood today, might catch a cold tomorrow, the day after tomorrow..." Yun Chi counted casually.
Hey! How can you already plan to catch a cold tomorrow? That’s too perfunctory!
Seein ...
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