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... yelling at me, who’s pretty, cute, and obedient. You really are the Demon King."
The man, who had originally wanted to have a warm interaction with the child, now felt as if he were holding a hot potato.
Shang Qing, listening to the child’s constant allusions of him being an old fogey and dirty, was at a rare loss for what to do, despite usually being able to keep his cool even against the toughest opponents.
He tried to coax her with patience: "Don’t yell anymore, grandp ...
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