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... "Poor Dao doesn't need you to do the explanation, should he use him himself?"
"Huh?" Li Dan had no choice but to lie down.
But he saw that Sun Zhenren had already taken out a long cloth bag and unfolded it. Inside were silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses.
Li Fucheng was so happy, and said, "What do Sun Zhenren ask you to do, what do you do, and what do you do with a twist? Who cares about your three-inch radish seedlings!"
After saying that ...
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