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... about to push the door open, seeing the white hairs at Xiao Yan’s temples, it was evident how much torment a cultivator of his age has suffered to show such signs of age.
Beiting Huang’s gaze fell on Beiting Huang, who felt slightly uncomfortable, and looked up at Zhang Qian. Zhang Zhao had perished by Zhang Qian’s own hand, and he couldn’t bear to see his son suffer like that. How had this father survived all these years?
“Child, have you found your way back?” Zhang Qian’s look ...
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