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... in the middle of Talisman Painting, as her hands were still dotted with Spiritual Ink. She knew her grandfather was as cunning as they come, always staying in the background when trouble arose. He had survived several autumn defenses without incident, so surely this time would be no different.
Although she kept trying to comfort herself like this, the heart in her chest was pounding, refusing to stop.
Yang Jing silently took out a Storage Bag and handed it to her.
"We enc ...
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