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... of Bamboo Creek Courtyard was pushed open.
Fang Qingyu, dressed in a simple black martial outfit, walked out holding Jiang Wei’s hand, who had also changed into a clean pale yellow dress.
Sunlight filtered through the sparse bamboo leaves, dancing on his bronze skin. He exuded an aura as deep and solid as a mountain, with a hint of sharpness like a blade about to be unsheathed.
Outside the courtyard, Wei Banmeng and two others were already waiting.
Wei Banmeng was ...
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