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Master Feng Si glanced at Tuoba, then at Qi Sumu. Why did it feel like a battle without smoke was about to unfold between the two of them?

Qi Sumu's purple orchid mask was exactly the same as the purple orchid hairpin that he had carved for Su Jia'er. It was clear that Su Jia'er held a certain position in his heart. If that was the case, it would be troublesome