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Seeing that Pei Bing Bing had made a bet, his mother was in a good mood. She was ready to call the people behind her to take her away.
Pei Bing Bing's right wrist was still throbbing with pain, and the wound had long started bleeding.
Her eyes were cold and filled with thick killing intent. To think that the great young miss of the Cloud Returning Manor would be sold into a brothel