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... o, so it was normal for other academies to know about him. Unfortunately, he had long since fallen, and Song Junlang was just a Bronze-rank logistics department head who managed his farm every day.


If there was anyone at Dawn Academy who was absolutely worthy of Xiao Lin’s trust, the first person he thought of was that logistics department head who always spoke about having someone taking care of him. Despite his seemingly unreliable qualities, he sometimes gave Xiao Lin an inexpli ...

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