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"Oh." Murong Xuan responded faintly.

Back then, if this sickly young master's father could invite the Old Pan over, could he also do the same?

As long as he could solve the problem with money, it wouldn't be a problem.

"Young master, you're too kind. I owe you a great debt. What's wrong with cooking food for young master?" Old Pan smiled and bowed towards the sickly young master