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As he finished speaking, Madam Grand Marshal’s cat let out a pitiful screech, then struggled out of her embrace.
Madam Grand Marshal came back to her senses and, noticing a few white cat hairs in her hand, realized she had lost her composure.
She looked at Gu Shengyin with an incredibly peculiar expression.
Gu Shengyin could feel that there was no malice in it.
Seeming to notice Gu Shengyin’s discomfort, Madam Grand Marshal somewha ...
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