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... villa, the air was filled with the joy of the wedding ceremony. As night gradually fell, the guests slowly departed.
Cang Ling was also about to turn and leave when Gray Tail's voice came from behind: "Knife Scar Face Uncle."
"What is it?" Cang Ling turned around. He had at least tidied himself up today, wearing a black suit. His naturally curly hair, usually disheveled like it had been struck by lightning past his ears, was now neatly combed and parted in the middle. His rugged ...
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