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Young Master Jing smiled as he stared at Qimu. His voice was lazy and had a magnetic charm to it. It was pleasant to listen to, but Qimu nearly vomited blood hearing this.

Who did she offend?" Eating a midnight snack, how did he end up being eaten? If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have urged him to eat it. But now, the fire had come back!

Young Master Jing was a smiling tiger