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... ryone on the wall as if he had been selecting his booty.
Suddenly, Jing Yuanchu looked at Jing Yuanxiao and murmured, “It’s time.”
“One…” Jing Yuanchu started to count down.
“What are you doing?”
“Two…” Jing Yuanchu wore an evil smile.
“Three!” When Jing Yuanchu finished, Jing Yuanxiao took out a blue-and-white-porcelain bottle directly from his sleeve. The bottle that was as small as a thumb but extremely delicate had an old wooden stopper. It w ...
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