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... can Ye Qing hold so much value over this thing?
Just as she was puzzling over this matter, Ling Yue’s cauldron mark on her hand began to vibrate slightly, similar to the refined green liquid from the spirit grass.
Something’s up with that jade on the floor.
“Ye Qing, back when you humiliated me, bullied me, have you ever thought of us as cousins? Or is this how Ye Huang Cheng teaches his son, going back on his words?” Her eyes slowly drift over to where the unsightl ...
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