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... s, never even seen a golden willow chair. Must be some rogue cultivators from a backwater sect.”
“And that boy? Claiming his cooking is better than The Old Nine Gates? Haha! What a joke.”
The obnoxious voices from the neighboring private room made He Ange’s brow twitch slightly.
Treating his senior sister to a meal was supposed to be an enjoyable experience, but now these troublemakers had ruined the atmosphere.
Though He Ange usually appeared easygoing, he was no ...
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