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... t laughter coming from around them, as if they were mocking Huo Xiuyuan.
"I don't know if I have the honor to be Miss Murong's teacher." Huo Xiuyuan still had an annoying smile on his face.
He even handed a bow and arrow to Murong Qiao, with a little urgency in his movements, as if eager to prove.
Murong Qiao was impatient to refuse, when he saw a big, slender and extremely familiar hand stretched out in front of him, snatched the bow and arrow, and held it in his han ...
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