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... r’s round eyes issued a dark shine.
The woman’s voice was weak, yet her gaze fierce: "Don’t touch our things..."
Zhi’er pursed her lips, glancing at the land deed in her small hands: "Yours?"
Suddenly, she extended her little palm and "slap" smacked the woman’s forehead.
"Clearly, it’s mine!"
The woman cried out in pain, her hand relaxed, she fell back.
Bai Yaoyu had already inspected the surroundings.
He said in a deep voice: "Seven people ...
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