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... Fantasy Translation
“Damn b*tch, how dare you injure my precious son!”
After feeding Chen Ping the pill, Chen Junhao stood up slowly. His eyes were filled with anger and his body was bursting with purple spiritual power.
At this moment, his mind was filled with anger. He no longer cared about the fact that Li Qingyan was the woman that his precious son had been longing for. He did not even care about why Li Qingyan’s cultivation had increased by so much.
He jus ...
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