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... sun began to rise, Qiao Jing saw the land in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he didn’t know the situation on Xingluo Island after he left, but he was responsible for escorting Peng Wu and the three children back home. He was worried that there would be wind and rain during their journey, but they were lucky. The weather was very good for several days in a row without encountering any storms.

Peng Wu’s two sons originally had the surname Zhong, but she had chang ...

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