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... onversation, Huangfu Lingyao sat idly on the side, playing with the tea cups on the table, occasionally producing soft porcelain clinks.
On the surface, he seemed uninterested in their conversation, but he absorbed every word they spoke and glanced at Mu Jiangli from time to time.
Mu Jiangli did the same, occasionally stealing glances at him and candidly saying, “I won’t hide it, Eldest Miss Liu. The Master of the Colored Glass Pavilion, he’s like a sworn brother to me. However, ...
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