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... d to it. The moment he did, an unforgettable fragrance wafted out. It was different from the scent of the Snow Lotus—an indescribable and utterly magnificent aroma.
When Xue Lianmei saw that Zhao Rong had picked every last one of the owner's Heavenly Mountain Magnolias, she wiped the sweat from her brow. "Brother Zhao Rong, that was a bit much, wasn't it?" she said. "The owner asked you to pick some flowers, but you've completely cleared him out..."
Zhao Rong replied sheepishly, ...
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