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... oyan turned back and glanced at Zhuo Yifeng, then hurriedly snatched Li Yan from the second elder’s cold hands.

“Yan’er!” Yun Ruoyan clutched him tightly, only belatedly remembering to check his body for wounds. Thankfully, there were none. “Yan’er, it’s my fault that I wasn’t able to protect you well.”

Because Li Yan was back in his mother’s hands, although his face was still lined with tear tracks, he had opened his mouth wide with a smile. When Yun Ruoyan saw her son smile, she c ...

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