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Jishi Hall, the front hall.
An Jing glanced at his comic book, feeling somewhat puzzled. He had a habit of marking the page he was reading by slightly folding the corner, but today he couldn’t find that folded corner.
Could someone have touched my book?
Just then, a lively little black puppy scampered in, followed by Tan Yun carrying a wooden basin.
“Tan Yun, did you touch my things?”
An Jing asked casually.
“No…not at all.”
Tan Y ...
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