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Zhao Huai carried a birdcage in his left hand, a bottle of wine in his right hand, and took a sip from time to time.
He had initially planned to put this myna bird in the black ring, but suddenly realized that the ring couldn’t contain living things, so he had to carry it in his hand.
“This Xiaoyao Wine really has a genuine taste.”
Zhao Huai finished a mouthful, smacked his lips, and chuckled lightly.
He wasn’t addicted to drinking, but occasionally, it ...
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