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Both Duanmu Youyun and Sima Huanxiong wanted to give Mo Yuan some face and kept their swords.

"The duke of protector is serious, we were just sparring." Duanmu Youyun still had a smile on her face. "Since you're here, why don't you sit for a while?"

"You're not going to discuss the marriage agreement?" A trace of wariness appeared on Sima Huanxiong's face