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... word he held in both hands.
At that moment, someone opened the door and entered.
Creak.
Ian’s cold eyes formed a crescent shape—a natural reaction.
“Brother!”
The visitor was his younger sister, the saintess.
She hurriedly ran towards Ian and threw herself into his arms.
“Weren’t you with our mother inside?” Ian’s voice carried an unexpected gentleness.
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