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... ers dispersed.
In the back hall, Zhao Sheng sat behind the talisman table, ignoring both of them and leisurely painted one first-order talisman after another.
In front of the talisman table, Zhao Xuanjing stood trembling, not daring to raise his head to look at his seventh uncle’s face, while Zhao Xuan’an stared intently at the entire process of Zhao Sheng painting talismans, his eyes sparkling with delight.
This quiet atmosphere lasted for a full hour.
Just as Zh ...
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