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This wine made one feel light as a feather—clearly no ordinary liquor.
Bai Liu stood up, raising her cup.
"Come, Young Master Xuanxiao, another toast to thank you for saving my cousin."
Li Xuanxiao exhaled deeply—he'd drunk more than anyone at this table.
Bai Jing, seeing this, said, "Alright, stop forcing wine on Young Master Xuanxiao. He's still injured."
Li Xuanxiao smiled and waved dismissively.
Bai Liu countered, "Young Master Xuanxiao ...
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