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... Ling Chuxi
When Qian Yihong’s saliva was dry, Qian zhuoping quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it to him. Qian Yihong finished it in one gulp and sat down. He looked at Qian Yihong coldly,””Are you curious why I said that?”
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“Yes, although I have my doubts, I know that ancestor’s words are always right,” Qian zhuping wasn’t trying to flatter him. This old ancestor was not just an elder who was a few generations higher than them. He was a ...
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