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Zhongli Wuzhi frowned deeply, his tone clearly displeased.
He wasn’t a fool; he had already vaguely sensed something.
Chinian, equally intelligent, quickly grabbed Zhongli Wuzhi, holding onto his hand unwilling to let go.
Zhongli Wuzhi took a deep breath,
"I’m not leaving now. I’ll wait for you in the living room. Go put on some clothes before you come out."
After he spoke, Chinian was still holding onto his hand, loosening it then tightening her ...
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