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Yan Wushuang sighed repeatedly in the courtyard. Though Mount Tongming had collapsed, rebuilding a courtyard was but a moment’s work for a Soul Formation cultivator. This courtyard was casually constructed by Xie Qingxue—white walls, black tiles, and still spotless and new.
This color... looked just like his face: pale and greenish.
"Why am I so scared of Senior Sister?" He swung his legs back and forth while pacing the yard, muttering under his breath. But thinking of ...
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