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... u!” A loud voice sounded in the night.
Zhen Jing was soaking wet with some locks of hair sticking to her cheeks like applique. She hunched, gasped, and exclaimed in surprise, “That’s great! I finally found you, Younger Master Tai Chen!”
“Why are you yelling? Are you bewitched at midnight, or have you lost your mind for keeping vigil beside the coffin for too long?” Tai Chen cursed with her hands putting on her waist.
“Younger Master Tai Chen, it was my Master who asked me ...
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