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... nstructor Gu Jingang has been punished by the Great Clan Elder to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days?"

Gu Sheng looked at Gu Xiaojiang in front of him, slightly surprised.

Logically speaking, if we don’t count himself, Gu Jingang is clearly the number one expert in Gu’s Manor. Punishing someone like Gu Jingang by making him kneel in the ancestral hall seems highly inappropriate, which surprised him a bit.

"Yes." Gu Xiaojiang nodded gloomily. "I don’t understand wh ...

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