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... > "Senior Sister, where did you get this dog?"
Zhang Ze looked enviously at the black dog following Li Yueqi.
This dog is just Zhang Ze’s type, like a husky. If he could negotiate somehow, he would love to have one to raise.
The back mountain of the Sword Pavilion is so vast, not having a dog feels like a waste.
"Call him Senior!", a voice angrily sounded above his head.
Zhang Ze’s ears were hurting and then he realized that the big dog was talking to him. ...
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