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... or’s Mansion for a while. We hope you’ll visit us at the Yan Family residence so we can show you some hospitality."

Yan Zhen said, cupping his hands.

"You’re too kind, Young Master Yan. I will certainly visit if I have the chance."

Guo Wei said with a smile.

"Excellent. In that case, Chengdu and I will await your visit at our home, Master Guo."

Yan Zhen nodded.

"Master Guo, take care!"

Yan Chengdu added. The two brothers bade farewell to Gu ...

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