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... strolling into Li Xinyuan’s room. Casual in his movements, the nine-tailed fox spirit walked over to Li Xinyuan’s desk and hopped on the free space on it. "The cult has this festival, I hear."
"Hear from who?" Calmly, the surgeon asked in response. His elegant brows were furrowed, consternation bleeding thick in his downturned gaze.
Hu Lijing canted his head to the side, watching him with interest in his eyes, though with a stark lack of changes in his facial expression. In the ...
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