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Duke Ling’s sworn brother, also the family head of the wealthiest family, Xiao FengHan, was going to visit Ling Zhan of the Ling family in the afternoon today.

Everyone in the Ling family all became busy. The family head of the wealthiest family’s visit was no small matter at all. The Ling family’s chefs all personally picked the best ingredients to show what they got in the afternoon.

The godson of Duke Ling, Ling Kong, was running around all over, monitoring the progress e ...

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