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Reluctantly, Han Da Xiong brought the cold dishes over. Daoist Xuanzhen poured himself a cup of wine with a pot in his hand and drank five cups before wiping the wine off his lips with the sleeve of his robe. "Sigh! This is a long story. My two nieces, you know my uncle-in-law, he always likes to play around with small details, but this time, it's not going to be fun