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... Mansion.
In the bedroom, Zhou Jing’an was sweating profusely.
Creak, creak, creak—
Half a quarter of an hour later.
Zhou Jing’an suddenly shivered and collapsed onto the bed.
The woman took a breath, sat up, grabbed a brocaded handkerchief, and wiped the sweat off him, thinking to herself:
"The young master seems to really like that Sky Scale Guard uniform, every time he puts it on, he doesn’t even need the elixir to boost his spirits, and his vig ...
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