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"Who cares about my identity? It's all fake. Besides, even if I wore a sack, no one would dare laugh at me. I'm the Holy Realm Lord. Who would dare laugh at me?" After saying that, Soul Celestial Saint wrapped an arm around her slim waist. She leaned into his embrace and gently rested her head against his chest. "Soul Celestial Saint." Soul Celestial Saint held Situ Xianxian close