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... > It was like a bolt of lightning struck just above Lin Xiaoyang’s head, leaving his mind dazed.
Once he regained his wits, he couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions.
“Qingluo, my sweet daughter, your father will listen to you. I won’t waste any more time, and I look forward to the day when we can fight on the battlefield together.”
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It was dark, and Lin Qingluo had dinner with her grandparents before heading to Autumn Frost Residence to give the Old Master ac ...
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