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“I’m sorry, Grandfather,” Gong Mingye said calmly. “I don’t intend to let you interfere.”
“Oh…” Old Master Gong tapped his dragon-headed walking stick on the ground. “You intend to fight against me to the end?”
Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows; “Grandpa, why bother with a twenty-year-old little girl?”
“Yes, yes, that’s right!”
Gong Yifeng was like a broken recorder; “Aren’t you ashamed to argue with a little girl? Aren’t you afraid of losing face if word gets ...
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