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... ome in!"
Outside.
An elder's voice transmitted through the air.
Jiang Ning also slowly pushed open the gate to the backyard.
Just as the day before, he saw the roughly fifty-year-old Wang Jin comfortably lying in a rattan chair, basking in the sun, looking just like an ordinary, elderly farmer.
Except Wang Jin's side lacked Sister Li Qing from the day before, everything else seemed the same.
"Master!" Jiang Ning bowed slightly in respect.
" ...
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