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... his back when he realized that Nalan Zhangqian was extending his arm to take the tea. He frowned and asked his father, “Dad, what are you doing?”
Nalan Zhangqian froze and looked at his son. His extended arm stopped midair. He did not know whether to remain like that or to pull his arm back. He felt awkward.
Nalan Zhangqian cleared his throat before he replied, “Jing’er, your grandfather can only take tribute tea. But, there is no more tribute tea in our manor. He couldn’t care less ...
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