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... yue and Haoyue Saint Son, along with Spiritual Fantasy Holy Son and others, were scheduled to determine the top three rankings the day after tomorrow.

Night had fallen.

The moon shone brightly in the sky.

Li Hao watched the woman sitting alone in the courtyard who, today, had not been interpreting the sword but instead stared blankly at the moon.

Li Hao carried some snacks over, sat next to her, and said with a smile, “Don’t stress too much, have something to eat. ...

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