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... courtyard.
Candlelight flickered like soybeans, dispelling the darkness in the room bit by bit.
Yi Shan, dressed in a blue robe, stood beside the candlelight, his expression solemn as he looked at Hou Jun across from him.
"What’s the matter?"
At this moment, Hou Jun had already changed out of his night clothes, his chest wrapped in white cotton cloth, fresh red bloodstains dyeing the white cotton red.
"It’s Yu Qingyi!"
Hou Jun, in his thirties, was ...
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