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Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand to shake his arm and said coquettishly, "Master."

Jun Wu Yi looked at her, broke her fingers one by one, and pulled her sleeve, pulling her into the room.

"I will cultivate here and personally supervise you."

Qiao Yanran, "…"

Forget it.

Jun Wu Yi found it funny to see her reluctant expression.

The Cloud Gazing Sect, who knew how many disciples they had