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Whatever conflict he had with Nineteenth, he would keep his word and let him go. He would not break his word to her.

The warmth of his palm, his sincere eyes, Su Jia'er who had sunk into his emotions, gripped his hand tightly. "Seventh Elder, thank you."

"Do you and I still need to thank each other?" Qi Sumu said, pressing her forehead. "I'm the one who should be thanking you."

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