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It was just that in the end, as he slowly grew older, Zongzheng Qing was wary.

Mo Ranran looked at Zongzheng Xuanmo, whose expression had started to darken. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the wound on Zongzheng Xuanmo's face.

Following Mo Ranran's words, Zongzheng Xuanmo subconsciously touched his own face, "It was when I was young that I was injured

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