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Hearing Xiao Yanyu's narcissistic voice behind her, Nangong Wan was speechless.

He didn't know if it would be a blessing or a curse to offend such a young master.

The moment she entered the courtyard that Yang Xiaoguo and the others were staying in, Nangong Wan felt a hot mist.

Unlike the desolate street, their alley was crowded. Because the houses were small and dilapidated