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... t was night.
Gu Yansui had already fallen asleep.
There was a thin white chain on his chest, with a seemingly ordinary ring attached to it.
This was the Purple Cloud Ring.
It was Gu Yansui’s own decision not to wear it on his hand. He treasured this ring even more than Gu Shengyin, saying that if he wore it on his hand and someone noticed it, he wouldn’t be able to protect himself, which would be troublesome.
The Purple Cloud Ring returning to this unremar ...
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