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Ding Duo stared blankly at Jiang Xue'er, who was conversing with the old man. Suspicion was plastered all over her face.
"--" Why ask where Moyeda had left off when there was a needle?
In fact, Ding Wan was still unfamiliar with this world. Even though she had already lived here for a while, her understanding of this world was still as blank as paper
