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... with a peach to the face.
"Ack—what the hell?" He staggered back as a ripe, juicy peach bounced off his forehead and landed with a squelch at his feet.
"Serves you right!" Mu Qingling stood on the veranda of the courtyard they now shared, arms crossed and cheeks puffed out like a furious squirrel. "You said you’d train with me at sunrise! It’s already past breakfast!"
Wang Li blinked, groggy and disoriented, still wrapped in the silk sheets of his modest (but rapidly beco ...
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