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... e as ink and wrote some words on the table. After finishing, he stood up and bowed. “Goodbye.”
The wine had been enchanted with a spell, so it didn’t dissipate quickly.
Wan Xiu and Si Cheng immediately began examining the words.
They had come out to the inn in search of a quiet place. When they heard that Jiang Hao was willing to compose a poem, they were delighted. What mattered most was what he would write.
“I’ll recite it first.” Wan Xiu looked at the words and ...
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