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Qi Mingxuan threw away the things in his arms expressionlessly. Then, a streak of silver light flew through the air and landed by An Youwen's feet.

An Youwen looked at it impatiently, but didn't expect to see a silver hairpin.

Could it be that this thief saw that he was really too poor and decided to give him charity instead?

An Youwen smiled wryly as he prepared to go back to sleep