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Luo Qingwan stood in front of the table. A gust of wind blew the window open and Luo Qingwan didn't turn her head. She didn't move at all.

It was the same inside the house. There was no change. There was only one person kneeling at Luo Qingwan's feet without a sound.

"Mistress."

Luo Qingwan asked