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... amily stumbled into the gates of Marquis Wu’s Mansion in a disheveled state, staggering as he moved.
His hands tightly covered his backside, each step comically awkward as if a heavy stone hung from it.
Tears and snot ran down his face.
This strange yet comical sight drew the attention of the servants and maids, who looked on curiously.
In the main hall of the Marquis Wu’s Mansion, a middle-aged man with a stern face sat at the head seat.
He wore luxurious ...
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