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... served the scene in secret using his spiritual sense.
Yet even so, when he saw the woman who had appeared as cold as a snow lotus at the banquet now lying defeated on the bed with her robe disheveled, looking like a trampled flower, her delicate face still stained with tears, the stark contrast still made him feel a ripple of unusual emotion.
“Junior Sister Yu.”
Luo Wuya took a deep breath, then waved his large hand, enveloping Yu Suzhen in a beam of radiant light, which ...
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