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The sun shone brightly, and a loud cry echoed through the courtyard.
"What? Huo Hongling wants to fight me?!"
In the small courtyard, Lu Mingyuan shot up from his grand armchair, shocked.
"Yes."
Noble Consort Wang Zhaoyan, who had come to Qingzhu Hall early in the morning, nodded emphatically.
"She’s a Grandmaster. How could I possibly beat her?" Lu Mingyuan said, shaking his head repeatedly.
In reality, over the past half-month, he had alread ...
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