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... ite features, she regarded us with a dispassionate gaze.
It was Du Yue!
Du Yue sat cross-legged, leaning against the stone table lazily as she rested her chin on a palm. She shot a cold look at Bian Ying.
“Why are you here in the Gate of Ghost?” Bian Ying did not sound friendly.
Though this was the first time I’ve heard Bian Ying use such a tone with anyone, I could understand why she did so. If Du Yue was the woman pursuing my lover, my attitude w ...
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