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... one was secretly worried for the pillheart Pavilion. On the other hand, Xiang Gaoyuan was almost overjoyed. He could not wait for the pillheart Pavilion to offend the Jing clan. It would be even better if they could fight.
Xia Yimin didn’t expect Jing Ziyu to be so persistent. He felt a bit of a headache, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"No need, just talk to me about this." At this moment, a clear and cold voice rang out. It was Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi ...
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