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... runtled.

Wei Wenqing was rather unlucky, as he had barely settled in before having to leave again.

Xing Siyun, however, stayed behind.

"I can't go back now anyway, or my grandmother will poke my head and scold me for being useless," Xing Siyun sighed, not expecting to have gained nothing from this trip while enduring quite a scare.

"You've put in the effort, and Second Uncle will reward you."

"Really...?" Xing Siyun couldn't quite believe it.

"Mm-h ...

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