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The water in the white soup had finally dried up; and a few slices of green onion dangled by the pot droopily, looking like Zhuo Rusui’s eyelids.
As Liu Ci left, his sleeve brought up a gust of wind, blowing off the fire under the pot, so there was no need to worry that the green onion would be burned to ashes.
The mist in the private room and the restaurant was cleared. A gust of clear wind strayed out from the front ...
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