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"I won’t." Xu Chang’an smiled: "I’m not complaining, just thinking... I haven’t fully devoted myself to cultivation."

He didn’t have the slightest hint of inferiority, just speaking his mind to family.

Talking about the descending staircase.

"Miss always says... if I wanted, I could go back and farm with you, so she is my staircase, a retreat when I don’t want to strive anymore."

"You say I’m a staircase?" Yun Qian tilted her head, feeling the comb’s teeth pa ...

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