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Chapter 161 - Waking Up Late To Bitter Memory And... Plots?
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... vants hovered near the dining hall entrance but were waved away by the Goltbred patriarch. There was no hurry to clean the table of their remaining food quite yet, even if the conversation might keep going.
"Qatrand... you don’t have to thank me. I couldn’t ignore my son-in-law’s concern. Especially when you came to us like we could be trusted with your worry."
"No, that’s even more reason for me to thank you."
The man awkwardly nodded back, feeling like he had just been ...
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