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... ack, swinging a foot-long wooden carving and striking hard on He Zhuo’s arm.
If not for the fear of arousing suspicion or angering the world’s conscious mind, He Tiantian would have smashed it directly on He Zhuo’s head.
"You little brat! What are you laughing at? You haven’t even explained why you suddenly ran back home, and now you’re daring to laugh at your old man?"
He Tiantian feigned fury and shame, avoiding the burning anger in He Zhuo’s eyes, and scolded him sarca ...
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