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The summer wind blew over noisily. Song Qingyu walked over with quick and light footsteps, and had only taken a few steps, when the sun had already risen. Sweat covered Song Qingyu's forehead.
Guest Clan.
From the entrance to the upper echelons, three maidservants stood on each side.
Amongst them, a tattered woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Not far in front of the girl