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... young man, wearing a helpless smile on his face, was patiently applying some ointment on him.
“Hiss~ Big brother, be gentle, it hurts!”
“So you know it hurts?”
Feng Qingping laughed.
“I am not made of wood, how can I not feel the pain?”
“If you know it hurts, why did you announce in front of so many people that you want to become a Master Official? You deserved that beating!”
“Brother, don’t you want me to become a Master official?”
Feng Qing’an ...
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