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... aight, this gentle-looking gentleman would have misunderstood him.

Ji Yuan saw how embarrassed he was, and he didn't plan to make things difficult for the children. Although he knew that the murderous creatures in this house had been executed by the Fourth Division of the City God, others didn't know.

"Okay, just put the bucket and pole at the door, and I'll take it in myself."

Ji Yuan said as he smiled and took the initiative to help Xiao Yinqing unload the pole. He clearly ...

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