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The winding path in the rear mountain of the Cold Mountain Temple was full of trails. Those who rarely came here would have no idea where these trails lead to.
“Was Ning Ziyan threatening Lanning earlier?”
Ning Xueyan glanced at Lanning. Sure enough, her maid’s expression had changed. Even her face turned pale. However, she soon raised her head, deferentially saluted Ning Ziyan, and retreated behind Ning Xueyan. She was making it clear that she now belonged to Ning Xueyan. ...
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