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Then, just before the young master could change her expression, the sword, as if losing its spirit, drooped and fell into the lady’s purse.
Everyone: "..."
Li Xueyou’s face turned red.
She bowed her head, tightened the drawstring of her purse, wrapped the purse with a small handkerchief, and then hurriedly stuffed it into her sleeve. It still seemed not secure enough, so she covered her sleeve with one hand.
At this moment, the only thought in the ...
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