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He looked at Su Wenxi, who had flown up like a squire, for a moment. With a single glance, he seemed to have recalled the time he had spent at the Su Mansion. His face was filled with a flying expression, and his gaze was filled with an unexpected mischievousness.

As he looked, he replied blankly, "I earned ninety silver taels a year. I am very grateful to you for being involved in the war