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... no longer contain her curiosity.
Compared to the speed of Zhou Ping’an’s cultivation,
she reflected on her own years of diligent practice, which took her a full ten years to reach this point.
That made her feel like a complete fool.
"Actually, it’s the Bead I mentioned to you," he said.
Zhou Ping’an tugged at the red silk cord around his neck.
There was no point in hiding it.
The cord had been woven for him personally by the Third Miss. ...
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