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... are to see a Daoist friend with such refined taste."
The words fell.
Mo Jianchou took the wine pot from the maid's hands, intending to fill Wen Jiu's cup, but Wen Jiu raised his hand to stop him.
"Daoist friend, since you're hosting today, let me pour the wine for you." To be honest, Wen Jiu didn't dare let such an old evil cultivator pour him wine.
Even the Gu Daoist could secretly place a Heart-devouring Gu on a friend, what wouldn't an old creature like Mo Jian ...
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