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At this time, Gu Luocheng looked over and smiled, "Fang Qian, this was personally made by Meng Feng himself. In order to make this gift, his hand had been scalded with countless blood blisters, and it was unknown how many days he had stewed. Looking at him, I'm envious."

Hearing Gu Luocheng's words, Fang Qian hastily opened Meng Feng's hand. Sure enough, there were still many scars left on it