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... urt, are you?"
"Young brother!"
Drip-dropping water from his straw raincoat, his slanted bamboo hat, lips red as if painted, eyes black as lacquer, his face as exquisite as sculpted jade, bearing a natural and outspoken demeanor, clad in an indigo cross-collared robe, one hand holding a treasured sword, the other extended.
The direction of the extended hand was toward Chen Yuan!
Chen Yuan didn’t know how to describe the situation at the moment, only feeling that t ...
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