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... gaze flickered like the unfrozen surface of a winter lake, disturbed by something and struggling to ripple with thousands of waves, emitting a cold gleam. Faced with such a cold light, Yu Wenqian’s gaze also began to flicker.
Yu Wenye then spoke in a deep voice, "Just like how all these years, the Imperial Brother has mistakenly worn a monk’s robe as a battle robe."
"..."
Yu Wenqian’s expression tightened.
After a moment of silence, he smiled slightly and said, "P ...
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