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... In the center of the garden was a pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, a middle-aged man sat there, drinking and pouring his own wine.
His appearance didn’t seem particularly heroic or domineering, but the way he casually sat there gave people the feeling of an unshakable divine mountain, making them want to worship him.
The man raised his head, looked at Xu Yang, and laughed, “Xu Ai Qing, you finally came.”
Xu Yang came forward, bowed and said, “Your servant Xu Yang p ...
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