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A gentle breeze brushed past his face, making it seem as though it was a soft muslin gauze.

The air was suffused with the faint fragrance of fresh flowers.

Lu Yiyao was standing on the balcony on the second floor of Peter Manor. Looking at the stars in the sky, his heart sank.

Ding Pei's matter had completely exceeded his expectations.

This was a trap that Ye Tian had set up