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... Yang Family.

However, Brother Yan of the Heavenly Jade Sect, known as "White Robed Jade Sword," was not yet forty and already possessed the same level of cultivation. The gap was too wide and significant.

Adding on, Brother Yan was a top genius from the external sect of the Heavenly Jade Sect and in terms of strength, they weren’t on the same level.

Compared with him, Yang Fenghou was embarrassed to call himself a genius.

At this moment, all the elites of the Yang ...

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

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