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... p> A cold voice rang out, making Su Changkong feel somewhat familiar; he turned in astonishment toward the graceful figure that emerged from behind a rockery.
“Second Miss?” Su Changkong looked at the figure before him with surprise.
A stunning face, modest attire, majestic eyebrows like stars, and an imposing aura—it was Sikong Huang!
On Sikong Huang’s back was a large bow made of some unknown material, its surface carved with ocean blue wave patterns, as if the wind, ra ...
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