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Although he walked calmly and confidently, there was nonetheless a sense of embarrassment, giving the illusion of fleeing after a defeat.
The Fusang Saintess lay within the Fusang Divine Tree, softly humming a song, the fleeting sadness and disappointment on her face cautiously hidden as if they were mere illusions.
It was clear that her mood was very good.
"Congratulations,"
"It seems that you hold some place in his heart after all."
In the glow, ...
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