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... hall had already been completely controlled by Gu Nuo’er’s family.
The constables entered and saw the cold youth, Ye Siming, stepping on the head of a criminal who was preparing to start a fire.
His other hand was holding onto an accomplice.
On the stage, there was a child who looked like an ice sculpture.
Her face was round, fair, and delicate, and her glistening eyes were sparkling.
She crossed her arms and looked down at the scholar who was lying on the ...
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