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... st take it…”
Lu Wan’er took out a jade slip from her storage pouch and passed it to Ning Fan’s palm.
Thoughtlessly, her hand came into contact with Ning Fan’s palm, making her cheeks blush. Bashfully looking the other way, she pulled back her hand and shifted the topic of their conversation.
“Oh yeah…I wonder what kind of spiritual iron would General Bei want to use on this whip…”
“This!”
A dark, glossy spiritual iron appeared in his hands. As soon as Lu W ...
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