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... ng voices were still extremely clear.


Prince Consort Qi was interested in all things ranging from racing chickens to cricket fighting. If this was a normal time, Li Ziqi would surely catch some crickets as a gift to her uncle. But today, she was in no mood at all.


This was already the fourth of the five night-watch periods (1 a.m. - 3 a.m.). Her teacher had gone in for so long. Let alone a single kid, he could even make ten at this rate.


"Don't panic, Teacher will n ...

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