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And this — was also the fate of Xu ZiRong’s last life.
The people in the hall were all observing Xu ZiYan, yet Xu ZiYan’s gaze was firmly situated on the middle-aged man sitting on a chair in the middle of the hall — at least, on the child beside him.
That little child looked to be only six or seven. He had white and clean skin, looking as tender and supple as water.
His tiny delicate face was filled with tension, and a pair of lovely and vivid eyes stared p ...
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