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... r in Yin Mansion in Dongtang. Later, Lord Yin took him with him and left for Beiba, and changed his name to Yin Wulv, hoping that he wouldn’t have any worries. Pet name Yao’er. He calls Lord Yin father like them, of course he should call you daddy.”

Rong Yi asked, “Didn’t you send someone to look for his parents?”

“Yes, but I didn’t find them, and I don’t know where his parents were sent to after they left the secret realm.”

“This child is destined to be with us, er…” Rong Yi a ...

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