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... p> Qin Ruan’s voice was steady, neither too fast nor too slow, remarkably calm.
Yet, her dark face and the self-mocking curve at the corner of her lips made Huo Anqi’s face show unease.
He reached out his little hand to pull on Qin Ruan’s sleeve, timidly apologizing, "Mom, I was wrong—"
Qin Ruan, with her unwithdrawn Nether Power, controlled her strength to pull his hand down.
As Huo Anqi was still ready to tug at her clothes, Qin Ruan rose and walked toward the d ...
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