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... terglow painted the horizon a magnificent orange-red.
The lanterns in the courtyard were lit one by one by Lin Qiongyu, their gentle light dispelling the dusk.
Qing Jun, having eaten her fill, was lying contentedly on the stone table, letting out little yawns. Her eyelids began to droop as she mumbled, "Master, don’t steal Qing Jun’s Spiritual Peach..."
Greedy and selfish little girl!
Clearly, those were the master’s peaches, yet she wouldn’t allow the master to h ...
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